Throughout the dinner, I resisted from moaning and rolling on the ground at how delicious the food was. I felt like I'm ready to die right now — that's how good it was.
Yet, unlike my appreciation, Samael seemed he barely enjoyed it. His attention never left me, teaching me how to use the cutlery properly.
I didn't understand the importance of it, but I listened and tried to apply this newfound knowledge. I loved learning; it excites me every time I get to learn new things.
Now, not only I have a full stomach, I get to learn a skill I could use in the future. IF I have a future.
Soon, the supper ended. We barely talked, I was busy eating while Samael kept his comments moderate.
But now that it finished, I wonder what would happen. Just thinking about what I should anticipate caused my hand to ball into a fist.
"Did you enjoy yourself, Lil?" He asked, wiping the corner of his lips by a small cloth.
