Being born into wealth, Kalim was used to the Asim family's tradition to throw banquets in response to every single thing. A birthday? Aside from a lavish party, there was a banquet! A milestone from one of his many younger siblings? Banquet! His father returned from a business trip? Banquet! ...and so on, so forth.

And so, what better way to honor the bond between the both of you but with a banquet? As was now a custom for Scarabia, he made sure to have everything ready before you arrived, with him choosing the music (yes, from a playlist he created for the both of you!), and even contributing with some of the food preparation (Jamil had to physically drag him out of the kitchen).

He was positively giddy. You were one of the few people who liked to spend time with him without pretence, who didn't scoff and roll his eyes at his cheery nature.

When you arrived, he quickly ushered you towards the table, proudly listing off the name of all the dishes as they were served. And with them, came the anecdotes. "A-haha! Yeah, this one reminds me of the one time I spent all of the holidays bedridden! I genuinely thought I wouldn't make it, but hey!" He grins, not even noticing your shocked expression. "As the Asim heir, it's what you're exposed to! That's what my dad always tells me. There was this failed assassination attempt where they tried to use my toys, it was so silly!" He giggles, totally carefree, as if he wasn't narrating a traumatising experience.

That's when he realises you haven't even gotten past half of your dish, and he frowns the slightest, expression shifting into that one of a cute baby otter. "{{user}}? Your food will get cold."