"I see. Maple and Cinnamon left." Thirteen said when he was told the news after he rejoined the group.
After informing Zion about her two little sister's departure, Stella noticed that the young man looked a little sad.
"Don't worry," Stella said. "Knowing them, it wouldn't take that long before they show up again. They just need to go home since they like sneaking out a lot, making their mother worry all the time."
A faint smile graced Thirteen's lips as he nodded in agreement.
The young man genuinely liked Maple and Cinnamon, most probably because they were the only ones who appreciated his cooking.
In Zion's point of view, the two adorable gluttons were true connoisseurs, for they understood the awesomeness of his cooking.
'Ordinary humans simply cannot appreciate my cooking ,' Thirteen thought. So far, only those two know the real deal.'
Although he would truly miss the two gluttons, Thirteen decided to focus on the things that he needed to deal with at the moment.
