The afternoon sun became soft and lazy, adding a tender touch to the air beside the restaurant window.
"Ah."
Lanci sliced a piece of tender veal with a fork, dipped it in sauce, and brought it to Talia's lips.
Talia shyly opened her mouth, and soon a spoon fed the sliced piece into her mouth, with Lanci's hand catching under the spoon to prevent the food from falling on her.
"Did we skip a lot of steps and go straight to the main point?"
Talia chewed and asked Lanci as she swallowed.
As one delicious dish after another was presented, the two of them started feeding and being fed without a care today.
Once they started eating this way, they realized that in the past they would have pulled back and forth a bit more; now starting the mutual feeding so smoothly made her feel a bit of unprecedented embarrassment.
"Or should we stroll around and come back to eat again?"
Lanci suggested.
"No, it's better to focus on the main business."