21.Jul.13, 02:41 AM
Quenym was surprised when another Candidate came up. She was one of the older ones. Stolen? He couldn't rember, or care, really. And then another one joined them. He wasn't a Candidate. A rider? Probably. Quenym snorted in derision at the assertion that he was just messing around. "I wasn't about to go runnin'! I happen to be teaching myself how to make emergency supplies! I am an EX-PLOR-ER, and I gotta be able to take care of myself! Name's Quenym."
With that he turned towards the woman with a nicer smile. "What I was trying to do was make pie. I figured that since redfruit pie is delicious, and meat pies are delicious, then they gotta taste really good all together."
He gave a self-satisfied nod, then went back to glaring at the Rider. "The coconut is for gravy. Wherry gravy is white. What else would they use to get that color? Coconut is the only obvious answer!" It was a bold assertion, but Quenym was so thoroughly irritated with the man that the only option was for him to be absolutely right about what he was doing. "If you don't know anything about cooking, then you should butt out, wherrybrain!"
With that he turned towards the woman with a nicer smile. "What I was trying to do was make pie. I figured that since redfruit pie is delicious, and meat pies are delicious, then they gotta taste really good all together."
He gave a self-satisfied nod, then went back to glaring at the Rider. "The coconut is for gravy. Wherry gravy is white. What else would they use to get that color? Coconut is the only obvious answer!" It was a bold assertion, but Quenym was so thoroughly irritated with the man that the only option was for him to be absolutely right about what he was doing. "If you don't know anything about cooking, then you should butt out, wherrybrain!"