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WRENRaf returned with a massive tray laden with bowls and plates. It seemed he'd plundered the Athion's pantry. He put the dishes on the floor, seemingly feeling very excited about not eating at a table. I had no idea where they'd heard about picnics, but both Raf and Vuk seemed to be excited about the concept.
"Is that how you always eat on Earth?" Vuk asked as he sat cross-legged next to me, a thick blanket between us and the cold floor.
I laughed. "No, we sit on chairs just like you do. This is just for special occasions. In the summer, when it's nice and warm, we might go and have a picnic in a park. When we were younger, my friends and I would have one in our garden. My mum would make us tiny sandwiches."
I smiled at the memory. That had been before the invasion. When parents st
