The woman sort of have a small chuckle, gently nudging his side playfully. "You can't say that about our rulers," she mused softly. She then pecked his cheek softly. "Besides, Satan managed crate you with the fire of hell so you're in the same boat," she mused gently to him. She then gave a small hum. "Hopefully it is good," she chirped to the boy as she handed him the little tray. She then pouted softly to him, giving a small chuckle as she moved to cuddle into him gently. "Well you don't have to move for a little while. We have a few hours until we dock," she chirped softly to him.

Sage sort of just snorted in response to her comment and shrugged. "I just did, and I meant it," he mused before chuckling slightly in response to her next comment, giving her a mischievous grin. "At least I'm pretty," he giggled, really just joking around. But, he did think that the king and queen only had so many grey hairs and wrinkles because they just scowled all the time. "If it smells good, it'll taste good," he noted when she mentioned the food, snuggling up when she curled in a bit more, humming lightly when she said they had some time. "Good," he hummed lightly. "You're warm," he added with a sort of chuckle.

The worman scoffed playfully, sort of absentmindedly going to play with the air on the back of his neck. "I'm not sure then would appreciate you said that," the woman mused as she went to peck his cheek happily. "You are pretty. Satan did a good job making you," Mari snickered. The woman took a deep breath in, nodding in agreement. It did smell good... plus, it'd be the last meal of their holiday so it would have to taste good too. "It had better taste good," she then added with a little laugh. She cocked her head at him when he sort of nestled into her. "As long as I'm you're personal radiator, I suppose," she then mused.

Sage sort of just shrugged in response to her comment, humming slightly as if in thought. "They already don't like me so I doubt anything I could say would make them hate me any more," he noted with a slight twinge of amusement to his voice. He sort of just rested his head on her chest lightly, more than happy to lay there and let her so as she pleased with his hair. He snorted in amusement when she mentioned their joke again, and then grunted in agreement to her food comment. "It looks good," he mused before chuckling lightly in response to her next comment lightly, certainly glad for the time they'd had together.