"Now that we are in agreement, what say you that we get up and have some dinner? I smell it through the door. I'm starved."
"Yes please," she said, that chipper tone thankfully beginning to return to her voice. He even thought he saw a slight smile hanging off her lips.
"Let's go then," Feng said, throwing off the blanket. Swinging his legs off the bed, he reached behind him and took her by the hand.
Tuzi gazed in wonder at the warmth she felt from his hand. It felt wonderful. She squeezed his hand slightly and he turned around and flashed her a boyish grin. Their eyes met and for a second, their hearts were completely in sync.
Tuzi was glad she had him in the Mortal Realm with her.
They entered the kitchen together right as Yin was setting dinner on the table. The aroma drifted through the room and wrapped itself around Tuzi and Feng's nostrils. The sound of loud stomach rumbling could be heard clearly, vibrating off the walls.
