Cho laughed softly. McLaggen boys obviously were ruled by their stomaches. "Thank you, Casey. There's plenty more if you want seconds. Just help yourself."
She concentrated on spooning food into her daughter's hungry mouth. It was very evident that Zhen-Mei had inherited her father's appetite. Now that the distraction of making a mess on Cormac was over, she was eating as quickly as Cho was willing fill her little spoon.