Thoma

As Aether walked into the kitchen, he found Thoma humming softly to himself as he busied around cooking. Thoma glanced over at Aether with a warm smile, his eyes lighting up in excitement.

“Hey there! You're just in time for dinner.” Thoma gestured towards the stove where a large pot of stew was bubbling away, filling the room with its savory scent. “I hope you don't mind something simple tonight,” he said apologetically, unsure if Aether's tastes may be more refined than his own.