"Then artichoke frittata it is", Valerion smiled. He waved his right hand; a full place-setting, an entire pitcher of water, an already-filled glass, and a warm, steaming frittata on an elegant plate all appeared on the table in front of Adrien, who tried his best to keep his eyes from falling out of their sockets. He picked up the fork and turned it around. "What about you, sir?".

"I suppose I could have some of that, too". He sat up, waved his hand again, and there was a piece of frittata on a plate in front of him. "Please, enjoy your food", he said, and started eating. Adrien cut a piece off his frittata, and tried it out; it was warm and flavorful, and as much as a good share of his appreciation had to do with the fact that he was so hungry, he was also sure that the food was quite good in itself. He had wolfed down the entire thing before Valerion had even finished his single slice. "Oh, I'm sorry - I ate so fast --".

"Of course you did, you had such a journey! Really, don't be sorry. I am nothing but glad that you enjoyed it".