章節 145: Something I need to ask

"Hey Soren," I call out across the table, raising my voice just a fraction more in order to be heard by the ardent spitting noises that splutter out in occasional bursts across the room as Soren cracks an egg into the pan, uncaring for the oil.

Quickly he chucks the shell into a waste bin below the sink, before moving onto the next.

"Mm?" he replies absently, cracking yet another egg into the pan, followed by two slivers of bacon. The delightful smell of frying goods fills the air with its pleasant yet somehow intoxicating aroma, tempting me to lean across the table to get a better whiff. Its been a while since I have had any warm food, and while I can relent that some foods taste infinitely better cold, bacon and eggs certainly isn't one of those.