Lillian sat at the table in her living room. Her upper body collapsed over the table with an empty stained-plate beside her head.
She groaned, "I'm done..." (2)
Marionette sat opposite her with her elbows on the table and resting her chin on her knuckles, "You didn't have to eat it. No one forced you to."
Lillian raised her head up, staring into Marionette's beautiful red eyes as they seemed to have softened quite a bit.
"Like I said before... I'm selfish about making people happy by eating their cooking."
"... Is that so..."
Marionette lowered her face, hiding half of it behind her hands as she gazed down at Lillian before shifting her gaze to the empty plate with a thoughtful expression.
"You sound like a glutton to me..."
Lillian gave a wry smile, "Well, thank you for the compliment, I suppose." (2)