Raymond's stomach was already filled to the brim, and the sensation of fullness gradually subdued his pursuit of fine dining. The excitement that burst from his taste buds began to cool down, and Raymond snapped back from the extravagance of the holy light. He looked around and remembered the purpose of his visit, which was to convince Mr. Loveday to assist with his experiment.
The feast was not yet over, and Raymond picked up his knife and fork and pretended to continue eating, while his eyes discreetly scanned those around him. Aryan, next to him, was the loudest eater besides himself; she kept at her meal, maintaining an elegant demeanor while thoroughly enjoying her food. The nun of noble birth exhibited dining etiquette that could make others feel ashamed, yet strangely, while handling her food, she often mistakenly exerted too much force and shattered the porcelain plates beneath. In the end, Raymond glanced over cautiously, finding that Aryan had already broken eleven plates.
