"Anyway, you have to come in to eat in a bit." His deep and melodious voice was magnetic, as if lilies exuded their subtle fragrance in a serene valley, "It's too hot outside, I'd rather wait here."
"Tch, still as lazy as ever." Pannis ignored how much effort it had taken the other to get there, and promptly labeled him lazy, "Then just keep enjoying the cool inside; I might just eat all the good stuff myself."
"Hmm, make sure to bring the leftovers inside for me." The voice from the hollow sounded lazy, "By the way, don't add too much seasoning to my portion; I want to add wild fruit for flavoring myself."
"I could never forget your taste." Pannis smirked, chose a spot directly in the sunlight, and crouched beside it. He then opened his backpack and took out a large chunk of smoked meat wrapped in oilcloth.
