While Order paid and spoke to Treleyne, Delithia put her dishes together and carried them neatly over to the counter with a smile.<span style="color: #8000ff">"The meal was very good, thank you for taking care of us. The crab cakes are for some friends of mine, but Order and I have some other business to attend to." </span>She bowed to her a little and looked to Order.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "Shall we take our leave?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">"Fine, fine. If you actually get sick then we won't do this again. If you just don't like it I'm going to explore all of my extensive recipe catalogue with you. I feel like you don't trust me around other people, Ashia. That's mildly hurtful."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>