Barbas was lead out of his cell with the others and didn't put up any trouble, namely because he was too busy laughing at the guard who's nose he cause to brake was the one leading him. He grabbed a tray, it being made up of a grey piece of some sort of meat, a pudding cup, and a carton of milk with a questionable smell. He took a random seat before practically pouncing on his food, he didn't bother using the fork or knife he was provided. Barbas could of easily just ate as a civilized person, but since everyone there already pegged him as a beast he might as well act like one. The grotesque munching of his food could be heard through out the room as the juices of the grey patty dripped down his chin and onto his bare chest,