"Hmm? Haven't we had this conversation before?" Wain asked as he plunged his fork into the lasagna.
"Well... You're right, but not quite. I spent hours telling you about my life before the souls, then you started talking about yourself, but it wasn't more than a couple of minutes, and you kept walking away from the important questions!" Eva exclaimed as she slapped the table.
Wain looked at her for a while, as though he was thinking whether to agree or not, then he picked up a knife, cut off a piece, and said, "No. I don't want to talk about it."
"What...?!" Eva exclaimed with an angry look.
Wain didn't react, he just put a piece of lasagna in his mouth and began to chew it slowly, enjoying the taste.
"Damn, this lasagna is pretty good. Good for you for bringing us here, you definitely have a preference." Wain said in a serious voice while swinging his fork down and up.
