Though everyone shook their heads, it was clear Zelda was holding back a spiel. Having Juli ask was calculated, clearly. 'Does Her Highness really see me as so stingy with my time?'

Even though everyone had arrived just in time for dinner and the smell of it permeated the dining hall, Giorno was only drinking tea.

"...Well, with how much effort it's made to ingratiate itself, how could I say no?" The fox was curled up around Chilchuck's leg where he sat, occasionally brushing his ear with the tip of it's furry tail.