[ Ashe chuckles, soft and fond, and brings over the larger of the two bowls of stew to her. ]
Really, it was no trouble at all. It was my turn for kitchen duty anyway. [ But did he make a separate batch of Daphnel Stew, just for her? Yes. Between the two of them, nothing will go to waste.
After serving himself a portion (it's not his favorite, but he likes it enough, and it's hard to justify being picky during war), he takes the seat next to her, book placed carefully in his lap. ] Let me know what you think! I believe this is my best stew yet.
[Ingrid takes a generous spoonful, making sure to get as many of the fixings in one bite, and the moment it hits her tongue she’s swooning. She never gets tired of a good Daphnel Stew but there is something about how Ashe has made it that it’s extra delicious. It’s warm in her mouth. All the flavors are there, harmonious, and not competing with each other. It’s hearty. It feels like home. As Ingrid’s chewing it down, her free hand comes to cup her own cheek and she hums.] Mmm! Ashe, it’s delicious!
This is definitely your best yet. [The best praise she can give Ashe is by chowing down – so she does.]
I’ve tried to make this time and time again, but I can never get it quite right. [It is truly a shame that someone who likes food so much is only mediocre at cooking, at best.] I should really watch you cook sometime.
[ The praise (her words, and the way she eats so eagerly) makes Ashe's cheeks turn pink. Joy is crystal clear on his face, shining like a beacon of light. ] Of course! I would be happy to cook for you, whenever you want! Just say the word and I'll do it.
[ Is he coming off as a little eager? Perhaps. But he truly loves spending time with her, no matter what it is they're doing. ] I may not be the best cook, but I'm sure I can help you learn.
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Really, it was no trouble at all. It was my turn for kitchen duty anyway. [ But did he make a separate batch of Daphnel Stew, just for her? Yes. Between the two of them, nothing will go to waste.
After serving himself a portion (it's not his favorite, but he likes it enough, and it's hard to justify being picky during war), he takes the seat next to her, book placed carefully in his lap. ] Let me know what you think! I believe this is my best stew yet.
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This is definitely your best yet. [The best praise she can give Ashe is by chowing down – so she does.]
I’ve tried to make this time and time again, but I can never get it quite right. [It is truly a shame that someone who likes food so much is only mediocre at cooking, at best.] I should really watch you cook sometime.
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[ Is he coming off as a little eager? Perhaps. But he truly loves spending time with her, no matter what it is they're doing. ] I may not be the best cook, but I'm sure I can help you learn.