After they finished cooking, it was Lyra who took care of the dishes. The others showed her how to wash them properly while they carried the food into the living room. The meal was set neatly on the table, and Linda placed a plate in front of Nolan.
"Master, this is yours," she said.
"Wow, omelette. I'm sure it's going to be tasty," Nolan replied with a small smile.
Lyra soon joined them with her own plate, and the group gathered around the table. They sat together, and for once, they all ate at the same time, sharing the simple warmth of a home-cooked meal.
"Wow, this is actually really good," Nolan said as he ate.
"Yeah, it is," Lyra replied.
"We tried and prepared it to your liking," Linda added with a smile.
"Thank you," Nolan said warmly.
They kept eating, and when they were finished, they all joined hands and said together, "Thanks for the meal."
Nolan leaned back slightly. "Now, I wanted to speak with you all about something."
