[Kazuha's about to turn back to his cooking, but he pauses for a moment, lifting ruby eyes to her face. She seems troubled about something, maybe a bit weary and sad, though it's not really his place to pry about it.]
Scaramouche has told me you can't cook. He's left for work and I find enjoyment in it, so I thought I'd make enough breakfast for the both of us. I hope you enjoy my cooking.
[He turns back to the kitchen then, portioning out rice and soup into bowls, and setting them down at the table, arranged neatly in front of her. He's made an assortment of traditional dishes-- rice, miso soup, grilled fish, sweet rolled egg, and pickled vegetables.]
I actually found it a bit ironic someone so skilled with a blade lacks such a skill. Has no one tried to teach you?
[ It's in that moment where she recalled that instance where she'd very first seen the young man before her, the look on his face as he'd arrived in time to see his friend struck down before he'd taken the fallen man's vision and fled. Ei had to wonder... did she too make a similar expression at that time as well?
Kazuha's words shook her from her train of thought, simply giving a curt nod in response to such a statement. It was true, so no need to deny it. ]
There is no need to worry. If I were to judge by the smell of it, your cooking will be quite delicious and enjoyable.
[ Ei focused on carefully blowing on her tea to cool it a little, opting to take a sip when it was safe to do so. Neatly brewed and with good flavor, though she didn't have long to take it in when he brought over the different assortment of foods over. They truly did smell divine, and after a moment of consideration began to carefully get herself some of it. Beginning with the rice, a bit of grilled fish and some of the sweet rolled egg before adding a few vegetables. ]
I'm afraid not. My attempts at doing so have ended quite poorly, so I eventually just asked the commissioners to bring me whatever it was I wished to eat.
[ Even then, it was far and inbetween due to having a 'puppet' body and here had become more complicated due to having her body back properly. There was no shogun here to fall back onto, after all. ]
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[Kazuha's about to turn back to his cooking, but he pauses for a moment, lifting ruby eyes to her face. She seems troubled about something, maybe a bit weary and sad, though it's not really his place to pry about it.]
Scaramouche has told me you can't cook. He's left for work and I find enjoyment in it, so I thought I'd make enough breakfast for the both of us. I hope you enjoy my cooking.
[He turns back to the kitchen then, portioning out rice and soup into bowls, and setting them down at the table, arranged neatly in front of her. He's made an assortment of traditional dishes-- rice, miso soup, grilled fish, sweet rolled egg, and pickled vegetables.]
I actually found it a bit ironic someone so skilled with a blade lacks such a skill. Has no one tried to teach you?
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Kazuha's words shook her from her train of thought, simply giving a curt nod in response to such a statement. It was true, so no need to deny it. ]
There is no need to worry. If I were to judge by the smell of it, your cooking will be quite delicious and enjoyable.
[ Ei focused on carefully blowing on her tea to cool it a little, opting to take a sip when it was safe to do so. Neatly brewed and with good flavor, though she didn't have long to take it in when he brought over the different assortment of foods over. They truly did smell divine, and after a moment of consideration began to carefully get herself some of it. Beginning with the rice, a bit of grilled fish and some of the sweet rolled egg before adding a few vegetables. ]
I'm afraid not. My attempts at doing so have ended quite poorly, so I eventually just asked the commissioners to bring me whatever it was I wished to eat.
[ Even then, it was far and inbetween due to having a 'puppet' body and here had become more complicated due to having her body back properly. There was no shogun here to fall back onto, after all. ]