[His first question was, 'what in the fresh hell happened here?' But as he over heard the others talk, it made him realize something. He had never thought to ask why she liked to cook or how she started, but now he had his questions. He had assumed that she did it simply because she enjoyed it.
Did she start cooking in order to please others? To fit in? Or was it pressure from where she hailed from? He couldn't help but feel like maybe he shouldn't have been so quick to accept it is it was if it had come from much more insidious reason all together.
He had so many questions for her, but those could wait. For now, he stepped closer to her.]
Do you need any help? I'm not the best cook, but tell me what to do and I'll do it.
[Maybe that would help alleviate some of the stress?]
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Did she start cooking in order to please others? To fit in? Or was it pressure from where she hailed from? He couldn't help but feel like maybe he shouldn't have been so quick to accept it is it was if it had come from much more insidious reason all together.
He had so many questions for her, but those could wait. For now, he stepped closer to her.]
Do you need any help? I'm not the best cook, but tell me what to do and I'll do it.
[Maybe that would help alleviate some of the stress?]