"I tend to make it a pain in everyone's ass," she chuckles ruefully. "I'm not a good patient. I haven't been since the fall." Which is amusing with how often she tells other people to sit down, to do as Siddiq says, to take a minute when they have a minute to take.
"Plates are there," she nods to the pair sitting beside the stove top. "Guests go first. There's rice in the pot, and... it was supposed to be beef enchiladas, but I can't really roll them right just now, so it's enchilada casserole. All goes to the same place anyway, right?"
She tucks hair back out of her face, uncharacteristically uncertain about food that's supposed to be anything specific - about things she recognizes, things from the old world. She shakes her head. "Just help yourself and have a seat. I went easy on the heat. If that was wrong, maybe if there's a next time I'll take a potshot at your tastebuds."
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Date: 2022-10-24 05:58 am (UTC)"Plates are there," she nods to the pair sitting beside the stove top. "Guests go first. There's rice in the pot, and... it was supposed to be beef enchiladas, but I can't really roll them right just now, so it's enchilada casserole. All goes to the same place anyway, right?"
She tucks hair back out of her face, uncharacteristically uncertain about food that's supposed to be anything specific - about things she recognizes, things from the old world. She shakes her head. "Just help yourself and have a seat. I went easy on the heat. If that was wrong, maybe if there's a next time I'll take a potshot at your tastebuds."