"It smells incredible, I doubt it's going to be inedible." He assures, although he can't understand why she might want to downplay her talent at this when she seems self-assured in all other respects. But he wonders if it is the memory of her abuela that makes her modest.
"Abuela is grandmother?" He asks, because that's what he vaguely recalls, but in truth it has been so long since he used anything other than English and German that he's probably wrong. But he wants to make the attempt. "My nain was a great cook. She'd revolve in her grave if I ever tried to cook."
He steps in, noting the fact that the apartment is very bare, very... unlived in. Clearly she sleeps here and eats here and exists in this space, but she isn't living here.
"I'll have anything but coffee. Never learnt to enjoy that."
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Date: 2022-10-23 07:39 pm (UTC)"Abuela is grandmother?" He asks, because that's what he vaguely recalls, but in truth it has been so long since he used anything other than English and German that he's probably wrong. But he wants to make the attempt. "My nain was a great cook. She'd revolve in her grave if I ever tried to cook."
He steps in, noting the fact that the apartment is very bare, very... unlived in. Clearly she sleeps here and eats here and exists in this space, but she isn't living here.
"I'll have anything but coffee. Never learnt to enjoy that."