Got Off The Train

Kacha, kacha!

Amidst the noisy crunching, the cookies in the basket were finished quickly.

Kieran was never a picky eater, he also had an unimaginable tolerance for food, so even if the food had flaws, he didn't mind, let alone a near-perfect piece of cookie.

Kieran ate his cookies happily.

When the cookies in the basket were finished, Starbeck poured a cup of tea from the thermal flask and served it to Kieran.

"I should really use a teapot, the thermal flash might keep it warm but it will rob the freshness of the tea leaves and make it a bitter drink. Too bad I can't find a suitable teapot." Starbeck sighed softly after Kieran accepted the tea.

"I don't know much about tea but this is good enough. Just like the food you make, it always gives me a kind of feeling that others can't," Kieran replied with a smile.

His words weren't over complimenting Starbeck, it was the truth for him.