Muhso's grandiose speech about the past and the age of discovery had made everyone curious about the package. So, when he finally opened it to reveal its contents, they leaned forward to try and get a better look at what hid beneath the leaf.
Sosora had a good angle, and she was stunned when she saw it. She was the only one in the room, other than Muhso, of course, who immediately knew what it was.
It was a sausage.
Others weren't sure, but they could smell it. The leaf wrapped around it had isolated it, locking up a delectable aroma that now filled the meeting hall. It was even slightly warm still.
Sosora could imagine it.
Muhso hadn't been the last to arrive at the meeting because he wanted to make an impression. It was because he had been waiting for the sausage.
