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... heat.
The light chatter and mumbles of humans around as they feasted ravenously filled the air...
Nero stared down at the bowl of thick soup in his hands, steam rising from the surface in lazy spirals.
The smell was... odd. Not bad, exactly, but not what he’d expected either.
Emif stood in front of him, arms crossed, wearing a grim expression that suggested he was bracing for criticism. "Well? It’s not that terrible, is it?"
Nero shook his head slowly. "No ...
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