Villainess is being pampered by her beast husbands

The tribe watched, stunned into silence.

Then, without warning, Kaya reached out and took his bowl.

Cutie looked at her in surprise, his hand still holding the side of the bowl. He hesitated, fingers curling into a light fist.

But then he gave a small, polite smile and said gently, "Do you want more?"

Kaya looked at him, her expression unreadable. Her face was still cool, but her actions were clear.

She reached over, took her own untouched bowl—filled nearly to the brim—and placed it in front of him.

"I’ve had enough," she said simply.

No dramatic words. No need for pity.

Just a quiet offering... from someone who knew what it felt like to sit alone with a half-empty bowl.

Cutie looked at the full bowl in his hand and then at the almost-empty one Kaya held. Only a few sips were left—barely anything. His eyes widened in alarm.

"No, you should... I don’t— I’m not hungry," he said in a rush, reaching out to take it back.