Who the Kitten are you?

One day, Mí is sitting by the fountain outside the Golden Sun, where she has just started working on the segment of the map for that segment of the city. A stranger approaches and asks what she is doing, she replies that she is a working on a map of the city and asks the stranger to move a bit as he is blocking her sunlight and casting a shadow on her parchment. He introduces himself as Arathander and the two begin conversing. At some point, Mí decides she needs a break and Arathander offers to escort her to a peaceful spot nearby where they can relax, converse and drink tea. She agrees and follows him as he heads off.

 

They arrive at the spot and she has a cup of tea, a drink that she is not very familiar with and has not really liked. This tea is quite pleasing to her palate and she is surprised that it is an Asuran variety called Oolong. She also learns that Arathander is a bit of an odd character who prefers to travel the world in a very random way and yet somehow hopes to see all of it at one point. She is bemused by his lack of logic, a trait she feels is quite common to the male of the species. She tells him of her family, her calling and her current commission to map the city. She decides that she likes this odd fellow and agrees to meet with him again for breakfast the next day and has him mark the general location of his house on her map.

 

The next morning, she starts sketching a portion of the Ossan Quarter in the early morning and takes a break to make her engagement. She is starving, as usual. Thoughts of food are never far from her mind. She finds the general location of Arathander's house and starts calling out his name at the top of her lungs as she wanders through the area. After several minutes, a number of angry glares and the dodging of what appeared to be a rotten tomato, she comes across Arathander, who is standing in the middle of the street urging her to be quite.

 

She follows him into his house, where there is a table full of all kinds of good food: pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausages, ham, bread, several kinds of fruits and juices. She creates a heaping pile on her plate and douses everything with syrup, using half of the entire container. She proceeds to eat everything rapidly, only slowing when her plate only contains a puddle of syrup which she sops up with a piece of bread. She then pours a large glass of juice and downs it in a single go.

 

Arathander looks at her, both amused and amazed and she sheepishly explains that she is always hungry and that her father would wail that she could drive a farmer to the poorhouse. The two converse for a bit and then part ways, with Arathander promising her a good dinner if she will return another day.