Home cooked dinners (C/J/K)

Cynthia sat in a char and began fixing her plate; "Of course it's okay that you eat. We don't do dinners up here too often, so if you do get accepted into our community, you will have to eat at a cafeteria. I would rather you get your fill now when it's silent and you're not surrounded by a hundred other hungry people." She said with a calm tone before lifting a spoonful of mashed potatoes to her mouth.

Johnathan nodded in agreement; "The home cooked dinners are somewhat rare. Once we're done eating, I'll show you to the guest room. There's already hygiene products, brushes, and clean towels in there." He said, sitting at the table as well. His 6' 5" stature would make it difficult for him to sit comfortably without accidently kicking or hitting someone else's legs. He shifted his weight in the chair a few times before collecting his own plate of food.