Elara and Amberine found themselves back at the market stall, their stomachs growling in unison. Despite their injuries and the tense encounter just moments ago, hunger had driven them back to the bustling market. Amberine glanced at Elara, her expression a mixture of exasperation and curiosity.
"Hey," Amberine began, breaking the awkward silence, her voice tinged with a mix of impatience and curiosity. "How about we get some food? I don't know about you, but I'm starving."
Elara hesitated, her pride warring with her hunger. She glanced at the various food stalls, the aromas of roasting meats and exotic spices making her mouth water despite herself. Her face remained impassive, but the slight clenching of her jaw betrayed her inner struggle. Finally, she gave a curt nod. "Fine. But just to get something to eat."
