After a short bit of introductions, we discovered that the two were actually brother and sister—Jean being the older one—and the rest of their family was in the Marine Base instead of the Main Harbor. In any case, we tidied up and gave them a lift so they wouldn't walk all the way back but there was some unbelievable awkwardness in the air because the two couldn't even look any of us in the eye for more than two seconds.
But yeah, we can't just force the weirdness away with a snap of our fingers so I just went ahead and cooked up a hearty rice porridge for breakfast after we dropped them off at the same location.
It might sound like a very basic dish—which it was—though the sides more than made up for it because it was the perfect vehicle to have a bite of a combination of boiled eggs, fried garlic, green onions, slices of porkchop, ginger, etc. Despite being used as somewhat of a dish only served when someone was sick, this was usually a staple for breakfast in this country.
