[ Perhaps it is, in their line of duty, but then luxuries are to be enjoyed. The fact that he's enjoying her attempts are enough for her, yet to pull away and opening his mouth for more when it's offered to him. Honestly, she'd stand there and feed him right from the skillet if he keeps insisting, however quietly.
When has anyone enjoyed her cooking? Everyone was too tired when they were camping, Genji doled out his praise too easily to truly believe it, and the rest of the time... she feeds only herself, and her standards are high. She knows she's only decent. Still, it's hot and edible and tastes familiar enough to call it "home".
Hopefully it'll warm him through after he trek in the cold, still clinging to him. At least here, between the hearth in the center of the cabin and the oven still going strong, he's in a pocket of heat to warm him from the inside and out. ]
I can't argue with you, when you put it that way.
[ And abandoning feeding him long enough to flip the cakes over once more, browned on both sides, before she's scooping up a bit that broke off the edge and offering it to him anew. ]
Are you ready to eat? Properly, not out of my hand.
[ Not that she seems to be complaining when she continues to do so. ]
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When has anyone enjoyed her cooking? Everyone was too tired when they were camping, Genji doled out his praise too easily to truly believe it, and the rest of the time... she feeds only herself, and her standards are high. She knows she's only decent. Still, it's hot and edible and tastes familiar enough to call it "home".
Hopefully it'll warm him through after he trek in the cold, still clinging to him. At least here, between the hearth in the center of the cabin and the oven still going strong, he's in a pocket of heat to warm him from the inside and out. ]
I can't argue with you, when you put it that way.
[ And abandoning feeding him long enough to flip the cakes over once more, browned on both sides, before she's scooping up a bit that broke off the edge and offering it to him anew. ]
Are you ready to eat? Properly, not out of my hand.
[ Not that she seems to be complaining when she continues to do so. ]