Jerrick was beyond delighted to see the breakfast Jessamyn had brought for him. He wanted to stand on the rooftops and shout to the world that his Songbird had cooked for him, but he controlled himself.
"Does it taste alright?" Jessamyn asked, noticing his silence. Although he seemed to be savoring the food, he was not saying anything.
Jerrick nodded, his heart too full to speak. He was so overjoyed he could barely taste the food, but he knew it would be delicious. Anything she touched turned out the best.
Seeing Jerrick's delight, Jessamyn felt pleased. There was something joyous to see someone enjoying the food she cooked.
"I wonder if Isadora had breakfast…" she mused, hoping to steer the conversation towards Isadora. She wanted to check on her and hear her ramble. Isadora was new to the capital city and she never stayed in taverns alone before.
