Kysis paid attention to the conversation, the way everyone put forth effort to keep Pandora entertained throughout the meal. It seemed orchestrated, practiced, performed countless times. Kysis had no idea what to contribute, so he remained silent, concentrating on his food through it all.
Though Kysis tried at first, he could not finish his meal, pushing away about half of the bowl. He was still not used to eating a great amount of food, and had lost some weight, as was evident from his bath, though it was not too much, his body proving resilient, despite it all. Kysis had been trying to increase his meals in measures, though he had only been partially successful.
He saw the look Lily gave him, but did nothing to correct her thought. The food was edible, yes, but at the same time, he was slightly disappointed. He wanted a taste of home, and the thing he feared was that he would never get it again.
Soon enough, everyone was up and moving again, Alex and Lily and Lam all moving like a well synchronized routine. Kysis watched, remaining seated. A small spark of fear touched him, Kysis moving just enough to know he would need help getting up.
Lam caught his attention, Kysis listening, taking it all in. Then there were the snickers. What was going on. Kysis grabbed the arms of the chair he was in, bracing himself, counting to three under his breath.
Before he could do any damage, Alex was there, helping him up. It was humiliating, to say the least. Kysis blinked away the water suddenly forming in his eyes, turning his attention back to Pandora, laying there, looking sweet as she did.
Kysis had no idea where to start. After a moment of looking helplessly at Pandora, Alex stepped in, showing him what to do one step at a time, Kysis following in suit and actually doing the task.
And then the "napkin" was revealed, the smell was revealed, and Kysis was forced to turn his head, holding his breath. It was shocking that such an angelic little girl could produce something that putrid.
Alex, still feeling guilty about what he said about his lord a moment ago, whisked away the laden napkin, hurrying out of the room with it, thankfully.