@rising-heroes has heeded the call
Calling meetings with virtuous mortals was something Zamasu (better known as 'Kuro' within the confines of Conton City) had seldom ever received the opportunity to partake in, formal or not. And though this was certainly not a formal event, little more than a minor celebration of a job well done in the Time Nest, it was being treated with no small amount of care by the Creator.
A wide platter of freshly baked brownies on the right-hand half of the table, towering taller than the Kai, and on the other side of the equation was a bowl of assorted fruit, and a pot of tea.
Looking up from double checking how much he had filled the glass of his compatriot, Zamasu had put on a smile.
"One year, and three months, to the precise day, since our first meeting. And not a moment wasted, may I say, Majin Oona."