Chi smiled. It made her happy to see her master enjoying his food so much. The feeling of serving someone again after so long was fantastic, and she wanted to do as much as she possibly could. The demoness simply couldn't resist adding desert into the mix.<br/><br/>First though, she walked over to her master. "Did you enjoy it?" she asked gleefully. She didn't need to. The sheer amount of food he'd eaten testified to his love for it. "Well then," she went on, "I've made desert for you too." The demoness snapped her fingers and the table was once again laden with deserts. They were mostly the same things, except for some reason they seemed even more tempting. If she had been a mortal who needed to consume food to survive, she herself would have launched at the spread, but she wasn't. Serving a master was, in a way, her food.