After devouring Schleimfisch and a variety of other dishes, Eris and I continue wandering through the bustling streets of Mistvale's morning food market.
But now?
Now, I need something sweet and refreshing to cleanse my poor taste buds after that questionable experience!
"Eris," I whine dramatically, clutching my stomach like a damsel in distress, "I need something sweet to save me... Is there any good dessert around here?"
Eris hums thoughtfully, tapping her chin. "A dessert, huh? Let's look around!"
"Nn!" I nod eagerly.
With that, we dive back into the sea of food stalls, weaving through the crowd. My eyes dart from one stall to another like a kid in a candy store, searching for something light, fluffy, and sweet.
And then...
I see it.
A milk stall.
Not just any milk stall, either. This vendor is selling fresh, ice-cold milk!
My eyes light up.
"Look!" I exclaim, tugging on Eris's sleeve. "Milk! They have cold milk!"
"Oh, good eyes!" Eris grins, following my gaze.
