[not again] catchall for taako

[fishingforcompliments]

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[fishingforcompliments]

[she does indeed want to say heeeeey, so either that door is open or she's just going to slip in quietly as someone slips out. anyway.]

...Taako?

[she's

carrying a plate of something! it smells like fish? but, like. it doesn't smell burnt. weird.]

[chaoticlootral]

[It'll be open! There's not a ton of people around, and he might have gotten sick of Magnus' hovering and shooed him out, so he's alone, snuggled up in one of the bottom bunks. Though he sits upright pretty quick when he realizes she's carrying food.]

Whatcha got?

[He . . . looks kind of rough. The bruising has darkened up significantly around his neck, and one of his eyes is still bloodshot red, and his voice is definitely raspy but-- he seems in good enough spirits?]

[fishingforcompliments]

Fish. I tried the honey glaze you taught me to make before, and... I think it turned out rather well.

[Not pictured: a whole bunch of failed attempts, cleaned up from the kitchen so that no one will know her shame.]

...I have always been told that eating well is important when you are recovering, so...

[chaoticlootral]

I'll be the judge of that.

[Holding out grabby hands!!! He's. He's a very mean critic, is she sure she wants to do this.]

[fishingforcompliments]

[She hands the dish over!

...it's, well. It's not burnt? The fish is actually cooked all the way through? She didn't get the proportions exactly right for the glaze, but it definitely could be a lot worse. It's no top-tier restaurant quality meal or anything, though.

Rip her to shreds, Taako.]