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Who: everybodyyy
When: Day 15, evening
Where: The lounge.

[Some of us are covered in fruit, some of us aren't, but there was a trial so naturally, as the sun sets and stars sprinkle the sky in odd colors, it's time for a memory mingle!]

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Be kinder to yourself.

[but she can leave it at that.]

I am not certain, I will make an inquiry.

[ That is the funniest thing you could ever say amane. But also he's done chopping shit ]

What's next, boss?

[listen.]

Put them in a bowl and mix with a spoon until they are evenly distributed and leave it aside. I need them for the Wellington, so thank you. We need three hundred millilitres of cream and two hundred of the milk. Chop five cloves of garlic and add everything to a pot.

How do you even remember all this stuff? What were you, a chef?

No. I simply enjoy cooking. It is a useful skill to have.

Not contesting that.

[ so much prepping is going on here like woah look at him doing everything amane told him to ]

But you do have your memories. And I don't know anything about you regardless. I didn't even ask.

[does she tho]

It is fine. I am a very uninteresting individual, I would not concern yourself with it.

[moving right along, she is brushing this meat in olive oil and doing her own thing]

When you are ready, you can turn the stove on medium and stir consistently as the milk and cream begin to warm, otherwise the fat will sit on the bottom and begin to burn. I will watch you, have no fear.

So you're not going to tell me anything ...?

[she would normally simply shut this down stubbornly and insist she was not being stubborn.

but wow mysteriously she will not be stubborn? huh.]

...What would you even wish to know? As I said, I am not an interesting person whatsoever.

I don't know.

Where you learned how to cook?

I taught myself.

Just like that, because you thought it'd be useful.

Yes?

[wwwwhy else would you]

Okay. Then tell me something else? Your family? What were you doing before coming here ...?

[> Family

nah.

> Before here

NAH.]

...Research.

[not a lie, technically.]

All right, I get it. You don't actually want to talk about it.

[she feels kinda guilty because she saw his life without meaning to and she feels like should give him something in turn, but her everything is a lot and that is without adding to what he's already gone through so.

but she will push the point a little]

Well. It was what I was doing.

[At some point before all this.]

It's fine, I'm not mad.

[ in fact he's going to pause all this prepping business to reach for her head and ruffle her hair ]

But you can say it if you're not up for it, that's what I mean.

[yeah but that would mean expressing herse--

omG RUFFLING HER HAIR WHY WOULD YOU

SHE'S SUDDENLY BLUSHING]

A-ah! Mister Finn!

[ That is a very odd reaction ]

... I haven't set anything on fire yet.

N-no, not that, um. You are doing well. Um.

[she is just embarrassed.]

...That was simply unexpected.

I know I haven't been the best in terms of team bonding, and all of that.

But it looks like we are stuck together, so ... might as well.

[she starts to fix what was her perfectly coiffed hair.]

You do not have to justify yourself to me at all. I am sure you have been fine. You seem to get on with everyone else, as far as I can tell.

[which she doesn't know too much about, just the barest snippets because she hermits or goes out far and away a lot]

Why don't you? Any reason why you keep on your own until your teammates get to experience the thrill of torture?

...I can make myself forget about seeing that, I think.