20.Aug.14, 03:12 AM
A flat glance was given to B’jin as D’hys set the last of the spices down. “Not a sandwich but a combination of items that are good for snacking on. I’d actually suggest skipping the bread all together as it stacks on the weight.” D’hys refrained from glancing at B’jin’s body which wasn’t in horrible shape but was in definite need of assistance in the form of dieting and exercise. He also refrained from slapping away the hand that swiped a piece of meat. They’d be lucky R’nd received anything with the way the greenrider nibbled as he floundered in the kitchen.
A moment later D’hys was copying B’jin’s pose by leaning his hip against the counter and lightly folding his arms over his chest. “I’m going to assume you know him better so, if not a basic meal like this, what would R’nd enjoy that you think you can make?” It was hard to think of anything else as simple as slicing cheese and throwing spice on wherry meat but perhaps B’jin had something in mind. Or, perhaps they were wandering down the road of food poisoning and B’jin’s next stop should involve the Healers so he knew in advance how to treat that.
D’hys didn’t wait for a reply as he turned back to the counter and what he already had out. “I’ll show you what I have in storage and we’ll come up with something together, okay? Then we’ll ice the cake.” Then he would gently guide the greenrider out the door and indulge in something alcoholic. He had a feeling cooking was about to become quite the chore.
A moment later D’hys was copying B’jin’s pose by leaning his hip against the counter and lightly folding his arms over his chest. “I’m going to assume you know him better so, if not a basic meal like this, what would R’nd enjoy that you think you can make?” It was hard to think of anything else as simple as slicing cheese and throwing spice on wherry meat but perhaps B’jin had something in mind. Or, perhaps they were wandering down the road of food poisoning and B’jin’s next stop should involve the Healers so he knew in advance how to treat that.
D’hys didn’t wait for a reply as he turned back to the counter and what he already had out. “I’ll show you what I have in storage and we’ll come up with something together, okay? Then we’ll ice the cake.” Then he would gently guide the greenrider out the door and indulge in something alcoholic. He had a feeling cooking was about to become quite the chore.