Farah: Oh, Asch! Morning!
Asch: Oh. Morning, Farah. You sure are full of energy.
Farah: It’s important to start the day off right!
Asch: Yeah, sure. What’s on the menu today?
Farah: It’s Auldrant Day today, so I’ve made dishes from your world.
Luke: No way! You got any beef?!
Farah: You want beef, first thing in the—?
Asch: Dumbass! What’s with that attitude, huh? You just came into the cafeteria! At least say hi first!
Luke: Oh yeah, you’re right. Mooorning, Farah.
Farah: Uh, y–yeah. Morning, Luke. You can sit next to Asch. I’ll get a plate for you.
Luke: ...I know she said it’s okay, but are you good if I sit with you?
Asch: Whatever.
Luke: Asch... you’ve kinda mellowed out, haven’t you...?
Asch: Guess I’m just more level-headed than you.
Luke: More like bull-headed.[^1]
Farah: Hey, sorry to keep you waiting. Today we have a Grand Chokmah-style breakfast platter.
Luke: Eugh... I can’t stand, like, any of the vegetables in that salad...
Asch: Stop whining. She’s cooking for a ton of people at the hideout.
And besides, she also cut the vegetables into small pieces and changes up the dressing so even someone with a childish sense of taste like you will like it.
Farah: Hehe, you have a fatherly vibe around you, Asch.
Luke・Asch: Fatherly—?!
Asch: My father was never like this, though...
Luke: Oh, now that you mention it, he did act like this with me, though.
Asch: I’ll bet it’s because you’re so careless!
Luke: You do sound like Father when you say stuff like that.
Asch: Urgh...
Luke: Hey, Father, eat this octopus for me, pretty please?
Asch: Eat it yourself! Actually, take mine, too!
Farah: Hey, you two! Food tastes better fresh, so quit arguing and eat up.
Asch: ...Sorry. You apologize too, Luke.
Luke: I know, I know. Sorry.
Farah: It’s fine. Just go ahead and dig in.
Luke・Asch: Thanks.