Noah looked at his mother and gave a small nod, his gaze drifting for a moment as the warm scent of the rice and soup still lingered in the air.
A quiet moment passed before he said, "More recently... the idea of good and evil was brought up to me."
His mother's eyes sharpened immediately, her ladle stilled halfway through another stir. She turned her regal face toward him with a calm but direct voice. "Who brought such a thing up? Is it another woman? Because I don't think you would even be entertaining anyone else with thoughts and ideas unless she had... certain qualities that you appreciate greatly."