“Lady Yao, you need your food,” En’en said. “I might have some appetite for a snack,” Yao replied, still looking a little miffed. En’en thought about it for a second, then produced a cloth packet she unwrapped to reveal a bamboo cylinder—a canteen. The cafeteria servings were never enough for Yao’s voracious appetite, and En’en was always prepared with a supplement.
