Rupert silently watches from the side as the two of them continue staring at each other for what seems like an eternity.
He himself didn't expect that Anastasia would really come. Earlier that morning, he just told her about Zen's condition, but he didn't think that she would do something about it.
"A porridge, huh... How thoughtful of her..." he quietly mused to himself while looking at the pot on the table.
"Well then, I believe my job here is done. These two should talk already. No need to drag this on any longer."
With that in mind, Rupert cleared his throat to steal their attention. The two immediately peel their gazes off of each other and turn to face him. He then smiles at both of them, wordlessly encouraging a smooth-sailing exchange.