"Bacon tastes better if smoked by pine woods for a month or longer."
She looked at the Butcher and spoke her second sentence after entering the mortal world. The sentence silenced the meat shop even more. The Drunkard's and the Butcher's facial expressions were complicated. They were shocked and confused upon hearing her praising the wine and then the bacon. They didn't expect such casual praises coming out of her mouth.
She frowned because those words were also out of her own expectation. She didn't know why she still kept those meaningless things in her mind, or even worse, saying them out loud.
After the two sentences, the solemn sound of nature coming out of her became common. It was still spiritual and clear, but not as complicated as before.