Our meals have finally arrived.
That’s the lunch which I ordered for Raphtalia? It’s a bacon meal set (?)[9] about as big as a person’s arm.
Mhm. The presentation is in pretty good taste at least.
“...”
Raphtalia froze on the spot while having thoughts like “is this kid’s meal really meant for me?”
“You don’t want to eat?”
“... Is this really alright?”
“Hah... it’s fine, so eat up.”