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Dacian retrieved his own bowl, and too wooden spoons, before retreating back to the bed next to Kay. He handed her one of the utensils.

Once again, Dacian was pleased to find he had boiled all the foods together in a bland stew, as so that no flavor was distinct. Just how he liked it.

He felt like there was a mammoth in the room that he needed to address, but couldn't put is finger on. Dacian resolved to stay silent, so as to not say anything unbecoming of him.