Bab 119: Being Petty

"It's good. It's willy-willy good!" Said Aurelia, stuffing her face like she'd been deprived of food all her life. She hadn't wanted to admit it, but it was the best thing she'd ever eaten. Nothing could compare. Picking up her head from her empty bowl, she gave Zariel a look, begging him to give her his. 

He ignored it. 

"Who taught you how to cook?" she asked him. 

"I don't remember," he said, suddenly silent. He took a seat on his bed, lost in thought, before adding, "What do you plan to do? Will you leave Trinity?" 

"Would you let me?" Aurelia asked in a downcast manner. 

"Have I ever stopped you from doing anything?" He glanced her way, curious why she had thought so. "However, I recommend we stay. It has the highest density of Arcana, and—" 

"How do you do that?" 

"Do what?" 

"Be alright being a pawn? They're just using us."