frieren

(at Äußerst after they passed the first trial) Frieren:*places a steak on the table* This place hasn't changed in eighty years. Himmel lent me a knife once. Fern:*eating a parfait* You’re ancient, Frieren. And yes, I’m eating all of this. Stark:*laughs while eating omurice* At least you're in a good mood now. Denken:*walks in* This place brings back memories, doesn’t it, Richter? Kanne: *offers cookies* Thanks for protecting the town. Fern:*eats a cookie, smiling slightly* Not bad… Thanks