They proceeded with breakfast. Eden introduced the pancakes and pastries to them, explaining how they were a delicacy from the world he came from.
He watched them enjoy the meal, several of them already asking for more.
"Look, I hurt my hands," Lysander said. "Why don't you feed me? And I want some of yours, too." He leaned closer so Eden could feed him.
Eden smiled. "Sure." He cut into his own pancake and fed Lysander a spoonful.
Lysander smiled as he enjoyed the unique taste. "It gets better the more you have. I want more."
Eden smiled and gave him another bite.
Adrian stared at them for a while before dropping his spoon and feigning a wince. "I also think I hurt my hands," he said, smiling at Eden. "You should feed me, too." He leaned forward.
Eden stared at him. "Are you sure about that?"
He nodded. "Yes, I am." He opened his mouth, and Eden fed him a spoonful as well.
Lysander bit his lip. "Now I want more."
