“Well, I just hope we don’t get caught by some dragon-kin of the nasty persuasion,” he muttered before he looked at me still sitting on the floor.
“Do you need anything m’lady?” he asked politely before glaring at the ceiling. “Mister Itzallion?”
“No thanks,” I said as Levent mumbled something incoherent.
However, just as the half-blood moved to walk away, attention was brought to the emptiness in my stomach by a rather audible rumble.
He stopped, turning to me and saying with a slight smirk, “Wish to answer that question again, m’lady?”
“Maybe some food, then?” I said, smiling in embarrassment. I had to give up on pestering the kin about his head patting for the moment.
The half-blood turned and shouted to Kewyn, “Have we got any food?”
“Are you kidding? I didn’t think this was going to take more than a few hours! We weren’t exactly planning a picnic here, what do you think I-“
Rio rolled his eyes, then beckoned for me to follow, ignoring the blonde’s continued rant on his presumption. He opened the latch to a large cupboard at the back of the ship, just beside the stairs down to the engine. I was surprised to see a huge bundle of food wrapped in paper.
“What is that-“ I began.
“I didn’t know what we might need, m’lady, so I thought it best to be prepared.”
The half-blood ducked into the cabinet and pulled out the packages, opening one to reveal several white bundles that smelled delicious.
“What’s in there?” I asked eagerly, crouching beside him.
“Bread, mostly,” he said, sounding fairly unimpressed by the selection. “Some of the bread has cheese in it…”
Rio handed me one of the packages, which I unwrapped on the spot. The scent of the buttery baked goods filled my nostrils and made my mouth water. I could not wait to dig into these tasty morsels.
“Bread is wonderful. Thank you, Rio.” I grinned at him, to which he looked away in mock modesty.
“Ah, well. The least I could do,” he threw me a wide smile back, making me giggle. It felt so good to laugh.