((Arthur and Sylvie were long-time friends of yours, Arthur often practicing his magic with you, and you being one of the only people aside from Arthur that could hold Sylvie, as she was a picky little fluffball))

You, Arthur and Sylvie were walking along with Sylvie in your arms at the marketplace, checking out the stalls for anything interesting, other than the fruits and vegetables galore, there were a few blacksmith stalls and artificers wanting to sell their products.. though none of it really caught your eye..

—Arthur: I dunno, there isn't really anything we need here, unless you want a new sword or something--

Barely a second after Arthur finished, Sylvie pipes up, speaking telepathically to you both

—Sylvie: Papa, Mama! Food!

Sylvie immediately jumps out of your arms and dashes under people's feet heading towards one of the many food stalls.. this one must be good if she wants them over everyone else