"A-Xuan mentioned it," she tells him softly. Her husband had told her that the cottage was a shared space, that did not bother her. However, she'd needed the fresh air. Between Nightless City and showing up in this place... finding her dead husband well and alive, she needed the fresh air. To not be cooped up. "Out by the pond would be nice, thank you."

When had her baby brother told him about her soup? It didn't matter, but having someone else know about it did amuse her. "I will happily make it for you and A-Xuan both once I'm better," she tells him.

"Hot noodles and steamed fish sound good, and no. You don't have to hold back the spice." Most who lived or grew up in Yunmeng could handle their spices, even if her XianXian tended to like a far more amount of it. "I did not know that, no. At least that means whatever dishes I make, you might well know."