[He couldn’t help the brief smile when he heard Nanu, he’d never admit it but there was a nervous excitement. He made him happy it sounded like? Hopefully he’d at least like the food? He knew Nanu had comparatively few years of life, and he’d resolved to try and make his father as happy as he could for them. It was just that trying to make someone happy was uncharted territory for him.]

It’s something to pass the time… which I happened to have quite a lot of.

[He looked over his shoulder, but remained alert and ready to gently smack some thieving paws should they make an attempt at the meal. Persian does get a quick head scratch in greeting though.]

Radish and fish stew with chazuke on the side, I hope that’s alright?