[Emery really has to lean in in order to catch that, and he murmurs in return:]

Really? I thought you loved big public scenes like that.

[Just like Zel loves being kicked while he’s down, naturally. In a more contrite tone, Emery continues:]



Seriously though, I’m sorry I didn’t think about warning you- fairies don’t always have the same palate as humans. Or digestive systems. Most of what was served at the- at my boss’s place was human-friendly, and stuff like black soup was considered peasant dishes, so… I guess we all learned a lesson today, huh?