Serving for Two

[Ramke]

Ambre sat down at one of the chairs as Keller brought her the cup of tea.

"Merci." the pilot thanked Keller, taking a spoon of sugar and mixing it into the cup. She then poured a little bit of milk to the cup, and gave it a stir. At least Keller wasn't one of those brutes that would pour in milk first. Her hands were shaking just a bit as she finished making the tea to her liking, clearly still affected from today's flight.

Taking a closer look at the meal the man was cooking, she was genuinely impressed. A stew that smelled so lovely made her mouth water, but she was reluctant to mention that to Keller.

"That's very impressive, but I'm sorry to hear the reason behind it. It seems I'll be in a similar situation. How long did you live here?" the Gaul said, seemingly concerned.

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