Calissa and Adras sit on a makeshift rug, savoring the diverse array of food Cyril provided. Their expressions shift from hesitation to contentment as they eat heartily. They hadn't such scrumptious foods for a long time, let a lone in a quantity that made their stomach full. Every once they would stumble upon leftover food, but they were all half eaten or semi spoil and they would have to settle for the edible remaining of the food.
As the sun begun to set, Charles looked at the sibling with fondness and nostalgia of his own behavior when he ate new food provided in the orphanage. However, all goods things must come to an end as Cyril prepared to leave. Calissa's face reflect a mix of gratitude and reluctance.
Cyril stood before Calissa and Adras, the remaining food laid out between them.
"I have to go, but I promise I'll come back to see you." Cyril sincerely said in reassurance as he looked at teary-eyed Calissa.
