"Seriously you two? You're going to spoil Chrysalis' appetite before dinner if you keep that up," Apocrita declared, stepping out from the kitchen as well, wearing a violet version of the apron Chrysalis had on. "And after we slaved over this meal, it'd be such a waste," she harumphed, looking at you in irritation. Snorting, you stepped over and picked Ap up, the Changeling still looking at you with annoyance, but you could see her struggling to keep the frown going.