Az and Kaz
Azriel knew better than to assume Kaz simply sat at the table paying attention only to his food. From the little the Illyrian knew of Kaz and Nina, he wagered very few loved food the way Nina did. He'd seen her eyes light up at the feasts.
"At least it provides me with food that tastes...not like human food." Azriel shrugged. "I prefer to not go hungry." The Shadowsinger might spend times hungry while on missions, but he didn't prefer to do so. He did ask, "May I sit?" After all, Kaz might want to observe without Azriel. However, the Spymaster hoped that the two might form an allyship. Especially after the last week of living here and how lines seemed to be drawn. Azriel preferred to side with people who didn't seem to indiscriminately kill based on someone's species.