"So floral teas are a bad idea? He actally uses flowers for several different meals, so that is good to note. Ill let him know."
Atlas waved down the assistant and relayed the message, making sure all floral tea was disposed of until Xolia's departure.
The assistant let them both know that they would be having ramen for supper and that it would be done shortly.

" Not all floral tea, but im not necessarily complaining. "

"Better safe than sorry."
Atlas smelled the air, sinking down happily as he smelled the food.
"I know this recipe. He only makes it on special occasion. It is one of my favorites."

" Thats nice. Im sure you must be happy. "

"I think you will be too. I have yet to meet someone that doesnt like his food. I believe you to be no exception, kitten."

The food was brought out and placed before them, decorated in various herbs and toppings.

"I have no clue whats in this, but I cant wait to eat!"

She smiled faintly, inhaling the food smell. " It smells nice. "

He nodded in absolute agreement, but placed his hands half a foot in front of him in a prayer like position.
"Despite what you may think, we are very religious. We have a diety that watches over us..."
He paused for a moment, looking at her as if he wished for her to do the same with her hands.

She stared at him for a moment, then did the same.

"For our fortress, for our safety, for our prosperity and for our friends, we thank you," he mumble quietly.
Even the chef had his head lowered till the end of the prayer.

Once it was finished, Atlas rose a hand to the sky, closed his eyes and held still for a moment. Then, like notbing had happened, he went about their conversation.

"Well, lets dig right in."

She didn't think much of it. After he was done praying she began eating.