"So how have—"
GNOM!
Azel blinked mid-sentence as Alvinus shoved half a sandwich into his mouth with the desperation of a starving animal.
The elf… currently disguised in his human form still carried his natural, glossy blond hair, but even that couldn't hide how utterly devastated he looked.
People in the café were openly staring now, giving the pair disapproving frowns and disgusted side-eyes.
Alvinus didn't care.
He devoured the sandwich, swallowed, then immediately reached toward the platter between them… a platter that used to be full but was now frighteningly close to empty.
His fingers had barely brushed a fresh sandwich before Azel smacked the back of his hand with the flat end of a fork.
The elf recoiled instantly like a scolded puppy.
"You've eaten about ten in less than two minutes." Azel said flatly. "Calm down and answer the questions."
Alvinus shrank in his seat, shoulders collapsing inward. "What… what are the questions you'd like to ask, Boss?"
