Strelitzia knocked on the door quietly before slipping inside. She didn't want to wait for an answer lest she lose her nerve. Her hands held tightly to the lump bundled in her skirts. She used her foot to nudge the door shut then cleared her throat loudly.
"If I remember correctly, a certain cousin of mine has a birthday around this time."
Ray'ven offered her a weak smile. "You remembered." She sat up, hugging her knees as her cousin came to sit on the bed.
"Of course." Her eyes narrowed before raising a finger to her lips. "I've got something for you. I might have stolen it so eat it quickly."
Strelitzia unwrapped the fabric revealing a slice of bread with a single slice of hard cheese on top and half of a red apple, though it had browned from the air exposure, there was not a single sign of mold or bruise on it. It was perhaps the freshest food they'd seen since their capture.
"It's not much but it's the best I can do for now." She smiled.
