“I’m more curious as to what two Durgas were doing over here by the River!”
“I'm training this girl to be a better warrior,” Dana said as he sipped his tea.
“Oh, a student and teacher. How's that going along?”
“Terrible.” Pomona murmured while playing with her food.
“Slow. But steady.” Dana said while glaring at her.
The family could already see the dynamics between them, they could almost laugh. The son turned to the girl and said,
“Hey, uh, I know you think your instructor is giving you a hard time, but I'm sure it'll be worth it in the end.”
“Mm-hmm mm…” Pomona moaned while slurping her bowl of stew and savoring the flavor of the meat. “What is this?”
“That's Gosher Stew, it's our culture’s signature dish from Gosher.”
“Gosher? Is that an all mortal country?”
“Yes, we're just traveling to Agni for better work. A few family members, including my husband, are facing financial problems or are bedridden from an illness.” The mother said.
Danu was eating his portion of the Gosher stew in huge spoonsful before saying, “You’re in luck. I’m from Agni. I may know a few sources who may help you out if you need any help in the near future if something happens.”
“Thank you! We can keep in touch!”
Pomona was busy slurping her bowl of the stew and smiled at the woman, “Ma’am… this is very good stew. Never did I had this before. It’s a lot better than what my master’s cook can make up.”
Danu groaned mildly while eating his stew with the fish.
“Thank you, that really means a lot.”
“I wanna know the recipe.”
“I can’t give you it because it’s secret family recipe. But the meat is the key. Plus, it’s delicious with warm bread or prepared as dumplings.”
Danu raised his eyebrow.