Mr. Dai returned while they were still setting the dining area. Not long after, Emiko and Naya joined them, and soon everyone was seated.
Kiah was especially eager for the meal. This might be her last lunch with the Dai family. With their wounds mostly healed, she knew Anwyll would insist on leaving soon, injuries or not.
That made this her final chance to savor Mrs. Dai's cooking before returning to the base, where meals were closer to punishment than nourishment.
The room was quiet, the only sound was the steady clonk of silverware against porcelain.
The tension was also heavy.
From the corner of her eye, Kiah noticed Mr. and Mrs. Dai exchanging nervous glances, their eyes inevitably drifting toward Emiko across the table. It was like they were trying to figure out the best way to start the long awaited explanation.
