“Okay, thank you...” Cedric replied soft-spoken and shakily with a somewhat nervous smile. He was now on the edge of wanting to tell Elliot and not wanting to tell him at all. Cedric didn’t feel like he would be left out on the streets if he came clean about his condition, but what if he was wrong?<i>Would asking for a place to stay be too much to ask for?</i>Cedric was in a whole other world, scared and confused. What should he say and what should he do? He was going to say it, but the words stuck to his tongue couldn’t be forced out just yet.<br/><br/>When the waitress came back with their food, Cedric’s eyes lit up. It was pleasant and comforting to be able to recognize everything in his bowl of salad. Lettuce, cucumber, tomato,  carrot, and pieces of what appeared to be chicken, cheese, and dried bread. On top of that, the vinaigrette dressing made everything smell so good together. Cedric couldn’t wait to sink his teeth into all that; it smelled like heaven.<br/><br/>Seeing the silverware, it was also a familiar thing. He knew exactly what to do with these utensils and this fact made him feel great. Unquestionably, he picked up his fork and was just about to pierce the lettuce when Elliot asked if he wanted to try some of the food on his plate. Now, Cedric wasn’t even going to consider that he refuse. Right now his stomach was like a bottomless pit.<br/><br/>Glancing over at Elliot’s plate made the king smile. Before he must not have been listening when Elliot made his order, but that was something he remembered Edward eating quite often. “All right.” He said before reaching over with his fork to take a piece of Elliot’s pasta. Instantly water moved to his eyes yet he didn’t cry. It tasted just like home and it flooded the king with so many emotions. It tasted just like the pasta he sometimes ate on lonely nights.<br/><br/>After chewing and swallowing, Cedric quickly regained his composure and calmly said “that was very good, thank you for sharing”. Cedric then proceeded to eat his salad quietly until he found the courage to speak up. “Elliot, um,” He began, “A-About what you asked... about moving into this city...” The words were difficult for him to put together, but gradually they fell into place. Cedric was afraid of Elliot’s rejection, but he was told not to be embarrassed to ask for his help. He swallowed his anxieties and looked right into Elliot’s eyes. Cedric’s face was calm yet in his eyes one could tell that he was afraid. He was terrified of being left out in this scary new world where he knew so little. His eyes were like those of the needy children you’d see in those commercials on TV.<br/><br/>“I am without a home.”  Cedric finally said with a heart beating harder than the drums of war. His breath paused while awaiting Elliot’s response and his eyes dared not to look away.