vision

[calescent]

Kiri's up early the next morning, restless with various low-level simmering concerns, and wanders out of her room.

Comments

[free_flowing]

"I will make food," says Loel, getting up.

[salt_of_the]

"Yay!" says Patience, applauding.

[calescent]

"And I'll write up rule sets." Kiri gets out her current notebook.

[pyrophyte]

"Do let me know if you need to be reminded of any details."

[calescent]

"Ooh, thanks."

[salt_of_the]

"Whatcha gonna make?" Patience asks Loel.

[free_flowing]

"I dunno," he says. "Food! Anybody have a request? I promise no cilantro."

[salt_of_the]

"What's cilantro?"

[liakoura]

"Weird Thiyecine herb that tastes like soap."

[calescent]

"I'm in a seafood mood if you have any on hand," volunteers Kiri, glancing up from her writing.

[free_flowing]

"Sure thing," Loel says agreeably. Off kitchenward he goes.

[salt_of_the]

"Can I come along?" asks Patience, half getting out of her chair. "And, I dunno, I can't cook - chop things? Taste them and offer insightful comments?"

[free_flowing]

"Absolutely!"

[salt_of_the]

"Yay!" Patience skips out the door after him.

[free_flowing]

Loel laughs.

[calendarofcrime]

(Sarelle observes their departure with mild amusement.)

[liakoura]

"What?" Aleko inquires of Sarelle.

[calendarofcrime]

"Observations of a potentially private nature," is what she settles on after a moment.

[calescent]

[calendarofcrime]

[liakoura]

"Ooookay."

[calescent]

Kiri shrugs at Sarelle. She caught only that Patience and Loel are getting along and mutually fond.

[calendarofcrime]

Sarelle smiles slightly again.

(She noticed that Loel was wearing different clothes when he came to introduce Patience than he was earlier in the day.)

[salt_of_the]

Meanwhile:

"What kinda seafood are you going to make?"

[free_flowing]

"There's a river. I fish in it. I have fish. My plans are not yet any more detailed than that."