[ Once upon a time, Emilia would have been assigned to cooking duties without question. She would have thought herself unequipped for anything else, save perhaps snooping, as she lacked her memories and the full brunt of her power.
Things are decidedly different now, but she feels no less passionately for food. Not that there is an abundance of it in Hatthevar. Still, she does need to feed, and most of her favorite people are in a caretaking role this time around.
She can't help but check in and —
Oh. Oh, this looks rather bleak. ] Is... everything going well?
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Things are decidedly different now, but she feels no less passionately for food. Not that there is an abundance of it in Hatthevar. Still, she does need to feed, and most of her favorite people are in a caretaking role this time around.
She can't help but check in and —
Oh. Oh, this looks rather bleak. ] Is... everything going well?