After the purchasing of the needed items Zephyr started to feel hungry, and his stomach started demanding food with loud growls.
You'd like some food, wouldn't you? – Alfred asked carrying the loot of the day.
Yes, I would – He answered.
No worries, I'm a good... ish cook – He said smiling
It's fine – said Zephyr with a slight smirk
Are you excited about school?
I don't know... I never was around many people, I'm kind of scared.
You don't need to worry. I was in your shoes, I never really made many friends before school.
And you did during school?
Not really, I had a couple of friends, but still more than before, eh?
I guess so.
What food do you like, Zephyr? – Asked Alfred summoning a comically stereotypical chef hat.
I don't know, I mostly ate what my parents gave me – He answered.
Okay then, I guess we are having fish and chips.
Sure.
Alfred started levitating the ingredients. This impressed Zephyr of course, and Alfred felt like showing off, so he closed his eyes, and started putting together the breading for the fish while cutting up the potatoes at the same time. He also seasoned everything perfectly, and into the oil everything went. After a few minutes of cooking, the breading was nice and crispy, the fish was juicy, and the potato was golden brown.
I can't wait to do this myself – muttered Zephyr with his jaw dropped.
Takes many years I'm afraid – said Alfred proud of himself, but then added – but I'm sure you'll be better than just a magical chef.
You think so? – asked Zephyr.
I know so – answered the man.
So... about the thing you wanted to tell me when we were at the tailor's...
Ah, right... let's eat before I tell you. You must be starving by now – he said as he put a plate of food in front of the boy.
Enjoy your meal – said Alfred to Zephyr.
You too – he answered back starting to eat his food.
Zephyr took a bite of the fish, but he didn't really seem to be all that much into it, but this was barely visible, as he only let out a small frown.
Not much into fish? – Alfred asked
No, it's fine – lied Zephyr to not make the man uncomfortable.
As you wish – he said and went back to the consumption of his food.
They ate silently, once they finished, Zephyr immediately asked him what the thing was that he was trying to tell him.
So... I hate to give you bad news right after what you've been through... – he paused trying to get a reaction out of Zephyr.
Zephyr just looked at him strangely, and awaited the news.
Alfred took a piece of paper off of the shelf, it seemed to contain important information, because it had a large red stamp on it. Alfred gave it to him, but Zephyr couldn't read that well, so he looked back up at Alfred.
Could you read this for me? – asked Zephyr.
Sure – He cleared his throat.
"Certificate of adoption
