[ Susato nods in silent agreement, handing over the jar as she takes over at the pot. It really does seem to be keeping that colour... She wonders quietly if they are the ones making it so by wishing for it hard enough. There's a clinking of wood against metal as she stirs, 'round and 'round.
Is the colour becoming more vibrant, actually? She can't help lifting the large wooden spoon she is using to stir, watching as the dark and glittery substance oozes off.
After a while-- ]
This feels perfectly thick and sticky. I think it's ready now. [ Sugar's been dissolved and likely absorbed, at least. ]
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Is the colour becoming more vibrant, actually? She can't help lifting the large wooden spoon she is using to stir, watching as the dark and glittery substance oozes off.
After a while-- ]
This feels perfectly thick and sticky. I think it's ready now. [ Sugar's been dissolved and likely absorbed, at least. ]