"There are a lot of possibilities, so tell me your preferences first," Shorvanna offered.
I stood up and gently loosened my joints. Although sitting in the same position for ten hours didn't strain them, it felt good to stretch. "Have they eaten something?" I asked her, gesturing at my companions with a nod.
"They have," the Goddess confirmed. "The Elf prepared beans and sausages four hours ago."
I retrieved a dumpling from my storage and took a bite, chewed, then swallowed. "How come I don't get hungry?" I asked her. "I mean, I do get hungry, but not like I have to eat or I'll die kind of hungry."
"Different metabolism," Shorvanna shortly replied. "Mortals spend a lot of energy just to exist. You don't."
