Ember and Piper walked behind Kris, from the bathroom to the vending machine and then to the cafeteria.Kris sat at the small table in the corner, legs crossed, fork in hand, eating slowly, He hummed a little tune and scrolled through his phone like he had all the time in the world.Piper and Ember stood across from him, hands on their hips, glaring. Piper’s fists clenched at her sides. “Kris. Give us the remaining bane.”He paused mid-bite, fork hovering near his mouth. “Can’t you see I’m eating?” he said, sounding bored without lifting his eyes “Really. Must you always interrupt me?”Ember scowled, losing her patience. “We’re not interrupting you, just give us the damn…”“Child of the century,” Kris interrupted, waving a hand. “Yes, yes. I get it. You want the bane. But you see, I’m eating. This is important. You should respect the art of a meal.”Piper exhaled sharply, not in the mood for his theatrics. “You’re not eating for fun, Kris. You already used half the bane, Elsa…she’s…”
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