Basked in the limelight and the love and respect of his family, Davis felt like he was the Revered One.
Other people may just feel proud and lively, but the sensations he felt were different. It was feeding, satisfying, corrupting, nurturing his Heart Intent. He was like a drunkard wanting more. The difference was really significant when he opened his heart up to revel in their emotions. They were like dazzling lights lighting up his world, filled with the aromatic flavor of exquisite dishes.
It was truly intoxicating.
After enjoying their praise and reverence, he took a short break.
The drinks had spilled, and the dishes in his vicinity got ruined. It was an absolute mess.
