Of course it's a good dumpling, this chef knows exactly what he's doing. He's mastered everything on his menu and he's here for twelve hours every day doing what he loves. What a rad dude!

"Nothing." She answers, flatly, taking her second dumpling. She's still holding the first as she does, but if Haizea notices two and blinks... there'll be one. When did she eat that first one...?

"Why would I take your chance to tell me yourself?" The slightest smirk appearing again, she recognizes the irony of the voices she's silenced over time and she's not commenting on it in this context.