[Well, no. It's not just dinner and Rey knows it. She'd like to think that it means more to Maketh than that, in any case. After all, she wasn't lying about how she felt. About things being real with them. It sure feels realer than before...
[No. She won't dwell on it. Rey is getting things ready from the other side of the door. Nick is gone. Patrolling or working at the HQ. He might have gotten the hint when Rey told him what was on the agenda that night. Things are different this time. She's not keeping anything from him, and he catches onto things better than most would.
[While no gourmet chef herself, Rey has enough experience in the kitchen to know how to make stuff taste good. Not that she has a very particular palate, but Maketh might not be the same. She tries not to fuss too much, but it's hard.
[Instead, she goes with something simple. Something she remembers eating at an Italian place, which she can recreate with the ingredients here. It's still cooking when she hears the knock.
[Rey is... presentable, at least, when she opens the door. Nothing extravagant, but she's not dressed like she is ready to fight by wearing clothes she thinks are disposable. She actually likes these clothes; she'd hate to see them get ripped to shreds by monsters or maniacs.]
More than all right. [Rey assures Maketh with a smile, as she invites the other woman in through the open door.] Sorry it's not all done yet.
[She pauses, and before she can stop to think about it--]
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[Well, no. It's not just dinner and Rey knows it. She'd like to think that it means more to Maketh than that, in any case. After all, she wasn't lying about how she felt. About things being real with them. It sure feels realer than before...
[No. She won't dwell on it. Rey is getting things ready from the other side of the door. Nick is gone. Patrolling or working at the HQ. He might have gotten the hint when Rey told him what was on the agenda that night. Things are different this time. She's not keeping anything from him, and he catches onto things better than most would.
[While no gourmet chef herself, Rey has enough experience in the kitchen to know how to make stuff taste good. Not that she has a very particular palate, but Maketh might not be the same. She tries not to fuss too much, but it's hard.
[Instead, she goes with something simple. Something she remembers eating at an Italian place, which she can recreate with the ingredients here. It's still cooking when she hears the knock.
[Rey is... presentable, at least, when she opens the door. Nothing extravagant, but she's not dressed like she is ready to fight by wearing clothes she thinks are disposable. She actually likes these clothes; she'd hate to see them get ripped to shreds by monsters or maniacs.]
More than all right. [Rey assures Maketh with a smile, as she invites the other woman in through the open door.] Sorry it's not all done yet.
[She pauses, and before she can stop to think about it--]
You look beautiful.