🎀 Wisteria 🎀

“Good day, Mr. Lunawight, Miss Krim. — Rogdan bowed his head respectfully. — Indeed, hunger makes itself known after a long journey. I hope you weren't too tired on the road?” he asked, ordering food.
Ilencia looked at the portion with slight distrust, but in the end, fatigue spurred her appetite. Zerek followed their example with Rogdan, but without much enthusiasm. Darbon's mood improved significantly at the sight of the appetizing cutlets with a crispy crust and soft, fragrant buckwheat porridge, and only politeness and modesty prevented him from immediately pouncing on the divine food.

In response to Rogdan's greeting, Kleona only grumbled unhappily and first tried to pretend that the four "griffons" didn't exist, but then she still answered the question that had been asked earlier.
“My legs are tired, my back aches, and, worst of all, the nail polish is ruined, and I want to take a bath as soon as possible.”
“Kleona is exaggerating,” Yuisis tried to correct his beloved, “but I am perfectly fine, I hope you are too...”
“I'm not exaggerating at all!” Kleona continued to ponder on the topic of what is worse – hunger or the nasty food that awaited her on the plate. “They say, ‘we are what we eat,’” she muttered to herself, but still loud enough for the others to hear, and then raised her voice, “if that's the case, then I wouldn't want to be THAT.”
“Hop!” Yuisis seized the opportune moment and performed a dangerous maneuver that had failed him during his previous attempt: he shoved a fork with a piece of cutlet into Kleona's mouth when it was open during her speech.
The girl, grimacing as if she were about to vomit, tried to chew the cutlet but stopped, got up from her seat, took Yuisis by the chin, opened his mouth, and spat the contents of her mouth into him. “Here, enjoy your cutlets that you praise so much.”
To the surprise of the girl herself, and perhaps those around her, Yuisis was not at all embarrassed by this and he cheerfully finished chewing the meat and swallowed it.
“And how can you do that, and even with such an expression on your face, as if it were the most ordinary thing?” Her face twisted into a grimace of disgust again. “Eww.”
“What's wrong? The food hasn't gotten any worse, and filled with your love, it has only become even tastier!”
In response to this, Kleona blushed, covered her face with her hands, and rested her head on the table.