Zain and Savra stepped into the apartment, the door closing behind them.
Inside, the warm scent of spices filled the air.
Zelia stood by the table, apron on, smiling gently.
"I made something for you both."
Savra blinked. "What's this?"
Zelia held up a bowl with a small grin. "Zain's favorite. Curry."
Zain's eyes lit up. "Smells perfect."
Savra stepped closer, took a small bite. Her eyes widened.
"Mmh… this is actually good."
Zain pulled out a chair and sat down immediately.
"You're surprised?"
Savra smirked.
"Just didn't expect your big sister to cook better than half the Hero Cafes in CD-1."
"But still i would like it to be spicier."
Zelia smiled again.
"If you want it spicier, I can adjust it for you."
Savra raised an eyebrow. "Are you serious?"
Zelia was already moving. "Please, sit. I'll fix yours."
She grabbed a handful of hot red peppers from the side basket.
She unsheathed a sleek carving knife strapped to her thigh.
