"Also, try a bite of Ishara meat buns before you judge me. I can assure you that not one of my subjects will turn this boon down, no matter their race."
"I'm… I mean, sure." Lith nodded. "Time sure flies when you have fun. Thanks for everything, Grandma. I prepared this for you, but I recommend consuming it at night to better appreciate it."
He handed her a Phoenix-sized molten chocolate cake with three cows' worth of fresh cream, making her squirm with joy.
"Thanks, Featherling. Much appreciated." Salaark stored the colossal dessert in her pocket dimension. "See you tomorrow. It's my turn with the kids."
***
After returning to the Vehren Mansion, Lith swapped the contents of the Crucibles and studied a new design for Thundercrash with Solus' and Friya's help. As for Tista, she now had a literal big problem.
