Especially because I didn't make it!she added, sing-song and giggling. Finwe's reputation proceeded them on, well, not being able to cook. Anything. Burn, sure. Char to the beyond and back? Absolutely. Cook? Nah. Not to say she wasn't trying to learn. It simply... was not as easy as digging in the dirt for history.
Arriving back at the base camp didn't take much time, especially with Fin and a pep in her step. Stomach growling and demanding anything she'd shove in her face. This time, at least, it would be decent. Stew. Something hearty, stick to the ribs and filling for work like this.
It took all of about two minutes before Finwe was balancing two bowls with spoons and making their way over to Lucien. No incident and one was being shoved at him. Unable to rid herself of the bowl fast enough so she could scarf at her own. The prospect of food only making them realize how hungry they actually were in the moment.
Manners? They didn't know her.
This is better than sex,she quipped with a delighted groan of enjoyment of the food. Finwe literally had no basis for her claim, but who care about sex? Especially when things like digging for elvhen history were more exciting and food like this was way more satisfying and enjoyable.
04-06-2023, 10:11 AM
