Elena's attention turned towards the pie. It smells good, they are yards away and yet she smells it like it's being shoved into her nose. It's odd, she doesn't think others can smell things like this.

"Seen?" She asked, keeping her tone even. "Haven't tried it yet?"

Her bright blue eyes look over at him with a warm gaze. "How about we try a slice together. It'd be helpful to get a second opinion." She implied for her story but there was more to the statement hidden within the spaces of her sentence. If things smelled so keen, would they taste that way too?