The smell of sardines filled the whole room and accompanied the ambient air. They all listed closely at Yoru's sentiment.
The group was silent once Yoru finished preparing their dinner. It was a pan of sardines that enough to feed all of them in these trying times.
They were all exhausted from the trip in the waters, fighting the undead, preventing a Limaw from eating all of them in the deep waters and killing off the guards that tried to pursue them.
It was beyond midnight, and all they wanted to do was fill their stomachs and go to sleep. They all gathered around the table, which was not big enough for all of them.
They put together the chairs and the tables in the room to create a bigger table where they could all sit. The sardines filled with greenery and rice seemed too delicious for them to try and be graceful.
