Every person was delighted as they ate their noodles.
Especially the children, they were much livelier and more outspoken than the adults.
"Father, this is really delicious, the soup is great too, it warms your whole body after drinking it."
"I want another bowl."
"Father, I want some jerky."
"I want some pastry too."
"..."
When O'Neill had just returned, he brought with them many tasty treats, and they had all taken note, still yearning for them!
"All of it you gobbled up on the way here, there are no pastries left," O'Neill said, annoyed.
Truly just a bunch of half-grown kids, eating their old man out of house and home, he had brought back so much and there was barely anything left, but seeing the children's disappointed faces, he still said, "Once we get to the territory, I'll buy more for you."
"Yes!"
"I also want the clothes off daddy's back!"
"I want some nice shoes to wear too."
"..."
They asked for more and more.
O'Neill listened, "...Alright!"
