Back in the Nexus store, as the lunch was ready, Noah placed the dishes on the table with smooth, graceful movements, each plate settling onto the polished wood with a soft click.
Steam curled upward like pale ghosts before dissolving into the air.
After serving both guests, Noah stepped back.
Arceus looked up. "Please join us."
Lucian also smiled politely.
"Yes, Noah. There is more than enough food."
Noah shook her head.
Her expression remained calm and professional.
"There is no need."
Her voice was respectful, but absolute.
If Kiara had asked, she would have sat down without hesitation, mimicking the act of eating if necessary.
But Arceus was not her master.
Her duty was to protect him until Kiara returned.
Nothing more.
Nothing less.
So while the two men ate and continued their conversation, Noah turned and descended the staircase to the first floor.
The residence gave way to the store below, and the atmosphere changed immediately.
