"You've gotten even better." Sentenza remarked.

He walked up towards Bakade, and tossed down a bowl full of fried dough balls. A few of them looked a little overcooked, and others seemed to still be slightly raw. He flicked the burnt remainder of his cigarillo onto the ground as he sat down at the table with her.

"IIIII wwwiiissshhh IIIII cccooouuulllddd sssaaayyyy ttthhheee sssaaammmeee fffooorrr yyyooouuurrr cccoooookkkiiinnnggg." She replied.

The hollow king was sitting at the table at well, and let out a short puff of air.

"Oh? Thought that was funny, huh?" Sentenza asked.

There was no reply.

Sentenza smiled. "Heh, glad you're getting along better now." He grabbed a ball with his bare hand and held it up. "It was a real pain having you trying to kill us every chance you had."

"Wwwhhhyyy? Aaaaa bbbiiittt tttooooo ffffaaaammmmiiillliiuaaaarrrr?" Bakade asked.

Sentenza snorted. "I'm a lot more focused with my ire." He glanced at the hollow king and smirked again. "Fine fine. You're probably thinking you were exactly the same, huh?" He scoffed and tossed the ba into his mouth.

"Well," he said with his mouth still full of dough. "You might as well dig in. I know you're hungry."

Bakade looked over at the hollow king, and then gingerly reached out her hand and tenderly picked up a single dough ball. She popped it into her mouth and carefully chewed it. After just a couple seconds, she swallowed and then looked back down at the pile of balls.

The three of them made casual conversation as Bakade ate the balls quicker and quicker. Soon the entire dish was empty, and she didn't seem to be even remotely full.