Akiol was happily munching on a chicken sandwich.
An hour had passed and the party had met up in the food court. As he ate he couldn't help but admit that the food quality wasn't as good as some places. But it was still far tastier than what he was used too.
Yielya, who was sitting next to him, eyed his expression, "I feel like you enjoy the food far more than us."
"This stuff is tasty."
"Yeah but still, you always seem like you're experiencing pure bliss whenever you eat."
Akiol put down the sandwich and made a sad look, "Why must you say such things, I just like the food."
Yielya smacked his shoulder lightly, "I'm just messing with you, enjoy your food. Besides we all like the food, that's the number one thing this world has it going for them."
Wrock nodded as he was chewing a burger, "This stuff's great."
"Manners Wrock.", Akiol said.
"Oops."
Tilia commented, "Their fruits aren't as high quality though. Most of it seems. . . off."
