Done and done! I'll trust your judgment here, so if you steer me wrong, we'll just have to fight about it later.

[ It's a playful jab. She's grinning as she says it, knocking her ankle against Crow's in a thoughtless bit of friendly roughhousing. It's definitely more of the sort of thing she would have done with her school friends, once upon a time... there's something nice about feeling like she can relate to someone on a personal level. They're bonding over food right now, but he's not some sort of grand untouchable historical figure. Maybe he's famous in his own world, maybe he's not. She doesn't know--but right now, he's a guy roughly around her age, and he's easy to talk to. That counts for a lot. ]

I'm a great eater, but not really a great cook. I'm more than happy to act as a taste-tester, but I couldn't tell you how to actually make the stuff... if you ask me, cooks are already mages, without any "real" magic.