Feyre: heres some soup I made just for you. I didn’t have enough time to make it from scratch like I would have liked to, since you came so suddenly. But I even put my tears in it while I listened to your story about why you didn’t tell me about the bond sooner, Rhysand, I love you so much and I hope you accept this bond and want it as much as I do.
Nesta: heres a fuckin stale ass piece of bread I found on the ground, take it or leave it, peasant