Annette launches into her clean-up, and Dedue nearly offers to help her-- but it's a small clean-up, all things considered, since she is only making food for once person, not the whole monastery. He leaves her to her distraction, though he does step in to put things on high shelves that she cannot reach. One of the benefits to his unusual height-- there are no inaccessible cabinets.
Her chatter is quite amiable, though Dedue's never had much skill with smalltalk. He tries to keep up with her questions as best as he can; even if he doesn't, she'll still fill the silence. She, at least, has never seemed to mind how lackluster he is at conversation. Perhaps it's a side effect of knowing Felix so well, that she has very low expectations for it.
The sharp smell of something burning hits his nose, and Dedue turns his head in the direction it's coming from. It isn't the fish or the peppers, and when he looks at the oven, it isn't on, either. What could be burning?
"Annette, do you have something else on the heat?"
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Date: 2021-10-08 10:15 pm (UTC)Her chatter is quite amiable, though Dedue's never had much skill with smalltalk. He tries to keep up with her questions as best as he can; even if he doesn't, she'll still fill the silence. She, at least, has never seemed to mind how lackluster he is at conversation. Perhaps it's a side effect of knowing Felix so well, that she has very low expectations for it.
The sharp smell of something burning hits his nose, and Dedue turns his head in the direction it's coming from. It isn't the fish or the peppers, and when he looks at the oven, it isn't on, either. What could be burning?
"Annette, do you have something else on the heat?"