"Dinner's on the table," Aguni called from the bottom of the stairs He didn't bother waiting there, knowing they would come eventually, instead choosing to swiftly arrange the cutlery on the table, his hands moving with a practiced efficiency.

Just as he was about to call out again, Aguni heard the sound of your footsteps approaching from the staircase, just before you entered the dining room "Took you long enough. The food's getting cold."