After a few minutes...
Alaine set the tray in front of me with a quiet clink.
"Here you go, Master," she said softly, taking her seat across from me.
I looked down at the food—steamed rice, some grilled meat, vegetables, and a bowl of soup. Simple, but it smelled good.
I picked up my spoon, stirring the soup absentmindedly.
"Thanks."
I muttered, my mind still halfway stuck on the little encounter with Zeva.
Alaine tilted her head slightly, watching me.
"Something wrong?"
I sighed and shook my head.
"Not really."
She didn't seem convinced, but she didn't push. Instead, she just picked up her spoon and started eating quietly.
She's really thoughtful.
Just my type.
Ahem.
For a few minutes, we both just focused on our food, enjoying the break.
The cafeteria was lively, filled with the sound of chatter, the clinking of utensils, and the occasional bursts of laughter from groups of students.
It was nice, in a way.
Peaceful.
