When Lewis told her to eat, Devon fidgeted with her fingers. She watched him pick up a chopstick as naturally as picking up a pen and then gestured her to eat.
She bit her lower lip as she hesitatingly picked up the chopsticks. However, Devon only grasped them.
"How?" she asked, embarrassed at being a bother again.
'Will he get mad again?' Devon wondered internally, getting a grasp of his constant mood swings.
Unlike what she had expected, Lewis only shook his head. He stood up and grabbed her a spoon and fork before he headed back.
"Use this instead." He offered, sliding the cutlery to her side.
These were familiar to her. Thus, her eyes twinkled as she smiled subtly.
"Thank you." Devon expressed while Lewis only waved nonchalantly.
Still, he waited for her to take a bite before he would. As if noticing his gaze, Devon raised her head and blinked innocently.
"Yes, my friend?"
"Eat." Lewis kept it short. Although he didn't know why, he wanted to see her reaction.
