Yrel hesitated before she answered, because it seemed like such an odd question, given...well, everything that was going on. But putting aside all of...everything...the feast itself wasn't so terrible? "I think so?" She finally said, managing a small smile. She'd given up on eating proper food by then, her plate just had cake on it. Comfort cake.

"Honestly," she continued after a moment. "There is so much I should be doing back home that being stuck here, it's difficult to really enjoy anything. But it's certainly nice enough, really."

She paused. "Oh but...I'm sorry. That was probably rude. Are you?" A beat. "Enjoying the feast, I mean."