Was that even a question? Truths were inherently true, and lies inherently false.
It was unclear if Thomas Shannon had specifically instructed it, but there was always warm food in the kitchen.
As soon as the two entered the Restaurant, servants had already placed the food on the table, neatly arranged.
Sophie Sullivan was very hungry, but the sight of the greasy dishes immediately dampened her appetite.
Fortunately, there was also a nourishing porridge.
She ladled a bowl of porridge for herself. Just as she was about to put the spoon down, Thomas Shannon's bowl was silently pushed toward her.
Sophie Sullivan looked at him, puzzled. Thomas Shannon scowled, then curled a finger and tapped impatiently on the tabletop twice. "Ladle me a bowl too."
Sophie Sullivan did as he asked and ladled him a bowl.
Then, they both ate their porridge, neither saying a word.
The spacious Restaurant was quiet, so quiet that Sophie Sullivan was a bit unaccustomed to it.
