"Decided to try out something new tonight." Devon had a smug smirk as he strode over to the living room centre table.
In his hands were plates with freshly made tacos. Orion's eyes bulged with excitement while Ambrose arched a curious brow.
"I wonder what inspired this." The Guide's eyes trailed from the plates to Devon repeatedly before he smiled as well. "They look really good though."
"Of course, they are." Devon peeled off his apron, folding it before flinging it casually to the kitchen. "Alright. Let's dig in. Orion, how's that homework going with your daddy?"
He sat at the other end of the sofa, in such a way that the little boy stayed between them. Orion could barely form words, most of his attention fixed on the tacos.
"Uhm… good." He managed, already setting aside his books before reaching out for one.
