Nana Warren ladled herself a bowl of soup. She took a sip and couldn't help but sigh in admiration, "Soup made with a five-thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicine really is extraordinary. I can feel a warm current washing over me with just one sip."
"Ah... that feels so good." She took two more sips, then lifted the bowl and drank the rest in one go. Only then did she start on the meat.
Seeing how much she was enjoying it, Celeste Grant smiled faintly and lowered her head to continue eating as well.
Eating the meat.
Drinking the soup.
It was absolutely delicious.
