Tiara
*As the treton entered the lobby, she noticed Horace staring a split second longer than normal. In response, she tilts her head to the side, acting confused, though she knows what he's thinking about.*

"Hm?"

*The smile on Yakaiyo's face widens as the elf offers a proper cooked meal, courtesy of himself.*

"That's so nice of you! What'll you be making?"
Harold
"It's nothing really. My first thought was to make some Chicken Parmesan, a personal favorite. Although I figured you might enjoy some ramen better?"

*The elf lifts the sack, as if the ingredients were within.*

"Would that be fine?"
*He motions to the exit, that they might be on their way so he can get started.*
Louise
What I assumed would be comfort food