22.Jul.13, 02:25 AM
Quenym was most put out by the revelation that the Bronzerider had been right about the gravy. "Oh." His shoulders slumped, dejected. "But I'm doing it wrong. Even if coconut makes it taste better...." His hand reached out to nudge the bowl a bit.
The rider had disappeared by now, but the sting of his ignorance still got to Quenym. "I'd like to start over. Would you help me make it right? I just really want to be able to cook and do things for myself. I mean, spitting fish is nice, but if I go out and strike myself a place, or even when I move into the Rider huts, I want to be able to make something nice!" He was actually a little distressed by having done something so silly.
"Does wherry and redfruit even go together? I had thought... I mean...." He scuffed his foot. And now he was alone with the woman and she seemed to know what she was doing. He wouldn't throw wherry and redfruit at her. She seemed a lot nicer than the Rider.
The rider had disappeared by now, but the sting of his ignorance still got to Quenym. "I'd like to start over. Would you help me make it right? I just really want to be able to cook and do things for myself. I mean, spitting fish is nice, but if I go out and strike myself a place, or even when I move into the Rider huts, I want to be able to make something nice!" He was actually a little distressed by having done something so silly.
"Does wherry and redfruit even go together? I had thought... I mean...." He scuffed his foot. And now he was alone with the woman and she seemed to know what she was doing. He wouldn't throw wherry and redfruit at her. She seemed a lot nicer than the Rider.