Asima almost stopped short upon seeing her brother, although after giving the chef a nod, she sat directly across from him. They were bound to see each other at some point...Might as well get it out of the way.

Quietly, so she wouldn't be heard of the bustle in the kitchen, Asima began speaking. "You are weak." Her eyes said the rest, screaming at Nemiah. In a slightly louder voice, Asima continued, "Father wished me to apologize to you for our fight, Nemiah. I shouldn't have said those things...I am sorry, big brother, will you forgive me?" The words that flowed were filled with penance, even though Asima's eyes were hard, and her mouth was twisted into a sneer.