Ironna let out a short laugh and smiled. "Alright, rest up, I'll bring a pair of plates." She hummed and headed off to the kitchen's side briefly, seeming amused at his words. It didn't take long for her to return though, a pair of plates on her hands, set up on the table before the window and the couch. "Take a sip and tell me what you think." Smirking, she settled her bottom back on the seat briefly.<br/><br/>Rising one of the plates up again, she lifted the simple spoon from the plate to take a sip of the stew casually. Smiling relaxedly, Ironna watched him a bit curious. Her expression relaxed at the time. Sipping on the stew little by little, she watched him, but perhaps a bit too much. A little stew escaped, and dripping hot and steaming on her bosom it made her yelp and setting the spoon down in the plate she reached up try ing to dig the piece of meat from between her breasts, the meat already quite hot.<br/><br/>The fare was hearty and with a strong taste to it, but filling and simple. It had the taste of the ingredients finely seasoned, without the taste of spice that some believed the only way to eat good food.