[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/dzysymG.png[/img][/center][hr]Tamamo's wifely competition would normally escape Atalanta completely, being someone who was never very interested in marriage while she was alive, it was perfectly reasonable that Atalanta wouldn't care much for it after becoming a Heroic Spirit as well. However, she was a Greek Heroic Spirit from the Age of the Gods; being competitive was second nature to her. Atalanta wasn't simply going to stand around and tolerate the fox's advancements.

"That is not a beast that anyone can cook so easily," Atlanta said as she noticed Tamamo's interest in showing her skills. "I'm impressed at Keisuke for being able to do it so well. There were not many men who could cook anything when I was alive. Meleager is the only one I think that could do it well in the Argo. It really is a nostalgic sight." Atalanta moved closer and closer to Keisuke while she talked; when she finally said her piece, she was mere centimeters away from him, reaching for the food.

"Actually, do you think that we can meet the others during this mission, Keisuke?" Atalanta asked while she waited a chance to get her share of whatever is it that Keisuke was doing with the Serpent.