ALPHA GOD
Shinee doesn't say anything for a moment.
Before he can say any more, three females walk into the room, pushing trays in front of them. Each hold a few plates on them, which they place individually in front of us. I'm not sure exactly what is on the plate, but it smells good, and my stomach grumbles in response. I haven't eaten all day.
As much as I want to eat right away, I don't touch it. Shinee could have had these poisoned. Thorran seems to have the same thought process as me, as his hands don't move from his side.