[wouldn't you like to know, forest gargoyle?

nah for real though. while the wine breathes, kiera leans to pull over a bowl of freshly picked berries and a block of harder cheese.]

To partake, yes, and maybe just to enjoy one another's company.

[there's a moment while they slice the cheese that they're silent, perhaps deliberating before they continue.]

I was several years old, myself, before I tasted food.