Bab 624: DINNER AND FATHER-SON BONDING

"THAT'S too bad; I was hoping to cook dinner for them to show my appreciation," Astrid remarked, beginning to slice the meat. "No matter, I'll prepare the meal in the spaceship. If you don't have the ingredients, I can bring some along."

"There's no need to cook for them," Wulfric grumbled.

Astrid glanced back with a playful smile. "Wulf, are you trying to keep my cooking all to yourself?"

Wulfric pouted. "No. It's not even possible to do that."

Judging by his pout, it was clear that if he could, he would want to keep Astrid's cooking all to himself. At least he was aware enough to admit that wasn't possible.

"That's right. So, don't sulk," Astrid said with a grin. "Especially since I've already decided to cook for everyone for the entire trip."