"These are good!"
Shella was savoring her meals with repeated small bites, inflating her cheeks, and making the young elf appear like a little squirrel. She ate tiny, but plenty and swiftly. Up to now, several portions of mega sandwiches vanished without leaving any trace whatsoever.
She was hungry, definitely.
"... Boss, can I have another one?"
Another large sandwich had been devoured successfully with no remorse. Yet, Shella's appetite was not satiated. Reluctantly, the elf joined her hands as if praying, asking for more food, hoping her wish was heard and came true.
"...Yes, you can… I think I'll order for myself too…"
"Thank you!"
Unable to resist Shella's pleading round eyes, Alfraed requested a nearby waitress to bring another sandwich for the young elf. And, another one for himself as seeing the way she ate made him want to move the muscle fibers in his mouth.
