Hannibal said coldly.
"I will pay attention."
The female pastry chef clearly felt the hostility emanating from Hannibal at that moment, but as she was the one in the wrong, she did not retort and instead focused even more seriously on stirring the porridge in the sand pot before her.
The aroma of meat mixed with the scent of rice made Jason swallow his saliva.
But he habitually reminded himself to restrain.
Mere self-restraint was far less effective than diverting one's attention, a fact well-known to Jason, who once again turned to Edward.
"Is it all over?"
Jason asked.
He did not know what had transpired after he had fallen asleep.
He needed Edward to inform him.
"Of course!"
