As soon as Gilas had become responsive again, Clara wasted no time in bringing her mate food for him to eat. It had been days since he last ate, and only now was he finally giving his body what it needed to fully recover.
"Chew slowly," Clara reminded him as she spoonfed him a bowl of soup. "You don't want me to call Mother or Lady Aurelia back here, don't you?"
"I'm just that hungry, alright?" Gilas weakly chuckled, a slight blush on his face as he swallowed. "And the soup just tastes delicious."
"It should since Mother made it for you," Clara scoffed. "Also, it's exactly because you're hungry that you should take things slowly. Lady Aurelia told you that your body is still adjusting, which means that you can't eat too much unless you want to get sick again."
