[The tone of his voice dips just enough to show some sympathy, but the topic feels too awkward for him to say anything else. He chows down in silence. Why would they bring her guardian here, send him back, and then have a bunch of his cooking at this party? The gods' behavior makes no sense to him. And it seems they're like this towards everyone, not just him.
The thought stews in his head for another moment before he looks up again.]
...that tikka masala from earlier, that was my mom's. They brought her food over here too, like your doctor's.
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[The tone of his voice dips just enough to show some sympathy, but the topic feels too awkward for him to say anything else. He chows down in silence. Why would they bring her guardian here, send him back, and then have a bunch of his cooking at this party? The gods' behavior makes no sense to him. And it seems they're like this towards everyone, not just him.
The thought stews in his head for another moment before he looks up again.]
...that tikka masala from earlier, that was my mom's. They brought her food over here too, like your doctor's.