There were times when Wen Ning had tried to make some cute lunches for little A-Yuan back in the Burial Mounds. It had been difficult to accomplish with limited supplies. Sometimes he could cut the vegetables into little shapes, but it was probably hard to tell what they were. Not that the boy had ever complained.

He never would have been able to manage something this adorable. A-Yuan would have loved this for sure. Though in his case he probably would have played with a lot of it until it became inedible.

"I-I know! It's just. I would hate to ruin such a thing..." Even if time inevitably will if he doesn't.