[ Flynn snorts, leaning down to scruff Repede's ears. The food is good, and it's grounding him, letting him settle here in this little kitchen with the pale glow of the stone lights overhead making everything soft. Yuri's hair is still up, letting Flynn see more of his face. ]
You even managed to make these weird vegetables taste good. Were they all like this? Was there anything you recognized?
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You even managed to make these weird vegetables taste good. Were they all like this? Was there anything you recognized?