Not long after, Arthur returned carrying a small glass bowl filled with fresh Shine Muscat grapes.
"Your snack, young master."
Skylar glanced down at the bowl and frowned immediately, deeply offended.
"Arthur...!" he protested. "Why grapes?"
Arthur handed him the bowl calmly. "Because it is late."
"Grapes are sweet, just like cake. So, why not cake?" Skylar asked in disbelief. "Or pie? Or chips? There are less salty chips, you know."
Arthur remained unmoved with his complaint.
"Young master, I need to remind you... that you should not eat sweet desserts or salty chips and crackers before bed?"
Skylar stared at the grapes as if they had personally offended him. Then he looked back at Arthur with narrowed eyes.
"…You are very strict today, like my daddy."
Arthur replied politely. "I learned from him."
Skylar opened his mouth, clearly preparing an argument, before eventually giving up with another heavy sigh. He said, "Alright."
