[A sympathetic smile at Ema's obvious sulking, almost wide enough to hide a small, fleeting wince. Because in her world, "camping" was something the wealthy elite did for fun, enjoying brief sojourns into the wilderness that were always comfortable and safe. A universe away from aimlessly drifiting across the countryside, fleeing the only home they'd ever known.]
Something like that, yeah. My family's always lived close to the woods, so I spent a lot of time outdoors. By the time I....you know, moved out, I was pretty good at stuff like this.
[It's nothing but the truth, in letter if not in spirit, related with casual ease as Lys carefully drops one crab after another into the boiling pot. Fifteen or so minutes should see them cooked through.]
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Something like that, yeah. My family's always lived close to the woods, so I spent a lot of time outdoors. By the time I....you know, moved out, I was pretty good at stuff like this.
[It's nothing but the truth, in letter if not in spirit, related with casual ease as Lys carefully drops one crab after another into the boiling pot. Fifteen or so minutes should see them cooked through.]
What about you?