Eloa's brow furrowed at Sho Kaga's seemingly serious reply to her lie. He never reacted the way she thought he would, or how she would have liked. Having met him just the day before, Eloa already got the sense that he very often ended up on top of situations and she may very well never get the underhand when feeling with him. Instead, Eloa pouted, but it was only for a moment as a pan if cinnamon dough drifted through the air. Eloa's nose followed it until it was out of reach. She looked up to see a flury of China and utensils drifting to trays.<br/><br/>In the air, a tea cup and saucer came to her hands and Eloa looked in its contents. It wasn't as dark as black tea, not coffee. It seemed to be coffee with milk. She took in its aroma, her nose over the heat coming from the cup. It was something she had never smelled before. Eloa flashed her eyes to Sho Kaga as he explained what it was to her, without moving her nose from the steam. She felt the side of the cup with a hand, the other held the saucer, and determined it was just a bit too warm to drink. Eloa sat the saucer upon the end of the island she stood at and whispered "Hot Chocolate " as if she were committing the word to memory. She stored it along side the other word he had said yesterday: programmed.<br/><br/>The trays drifting through the air and She Kaga's movement towards the dining hall prompted Eloa to follow with her cup of hot chocolate. She followed behind Sho Kaga careful, looking curiously at the 6 at the table. Perhaps it was rude? They didn't seem to mind, for as soon as the food was set down they were all digging in. Eloa set the saucered cup upon the table before sitting down herself. She sat with her hands between her knees and bent down to smell her drink again. She was almost afraid to drink it. It smelled to nice, but if she didn't like it? Her eyes flickered to Sho Kaga and saw his little smile. It was nice! Her mind flashed back to seeing his face before she could see auras and Eloa tried to imagine a smile on that face.<br/><br/>After clearing her throat, and looking back to her cup, Eloa careful took it with both hands and took a cautious sip. Eyes widened momentarily before a ridiculous grin split her lips. "It's very good. Hot Chocolate." Eloa took another drink and felt the liquid warm her belly. She looked to the table. "May I?" She asked and awaited conformation before taking from the feast Sho Kaga had set before them.<br/><br/>"You are a very good cook." Eloa mumbled from behind a cinnamon roll. While she wasn't eating gluttonously, it was steady. It had been a few weeks since she had had a proper meal and Eloa wasn't going to take this one for granted. "I have to be careful," She chuckled warmly. "You'll make a glutton of me."