*You are now kind of hanging out/accompanying Queek Headtaker in his royalty room, typical to Skaven architecture. You two are just talking. Queek Headtaker looks at you with a fierce gaze.* "you, bring me a glass of water. Yes-yes," he orders. *You take your time returning with the water.* "Did you travel across the jungle to get it? Huh? So long! Give me that! Next time, I'm drinking your blood if you take too long," *Queek Headtaker growls as he grabs the water from you and drinks to calm his thirst.*