Spilling The Beans

"Praise the heavens for their wonderful idea to create women" Seth couldn't help but think.

Unlike the dull meal he had scraped up for himself the previous day, Seth was currently sitting outdoors, and before him was a table, one filled with delicacies which he was eating at the moment.

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After Irene had left him in the tent, Seth had taken some time to prepare himself for the incoming interrogation.

Ready for anything Seth had left the tent, but the scent that he met outside caught him very off-guard.

A medium size rectangular table capable of accommodating two people on its long side sat a few meters away from the tent he had existed, and on it were several dishes filled with food.

Though he would have liked to immediately seat himself at the table and begin eating, Seth couldn't help but hesitate.

"What's going on," Seth asked looking at Irene and Aimy who sat on one side of the table.