Wolfe led the small group to a group of benches that had been organized in the green space so residents could sit and talk without being disturbed.
"Take a seat, and I will place a soundproof bubble over the area so that we can talk in private." He informed the Kitsune and his second in command, who had followed along silently behind them, watching everything around them with awe.
He was so distracted by the wonders of flying witches, faeries playing in the trees and the smell of dinner service that he didn't even notice that everyone had stopped until he ran straight into his boss.
"Sorry, I was, well, yeah." He mumbled.
"No worries, Dave. We've all been there. Plus, it smells really good. It's been a long time since we had proper spices." The older Kitsune agreed.
Wolfe gestured up to the platform where Stephanie was watching him from Sophie's shoulders and made an eating gesture.
