Desiree: ~Yea, you’re right.. And boil dry.. I don’t recall boiling anything. Were you boiling anything, Sister?~ *she shakes her head. She then sits down with her own plate and begins digging into an omelet of her own*
Dimitri: *grasps at his food, not bothering to use any utensils. He then stuffs a bit into his mouth. He doesn’t seem to mind the spices at all. Instead, he just happily chews*
Seres: *Blinks and looks up* Fatha, wha wron?