That shriek is always why Korrin has to do it, that and the laughter. She grins, savoring a moment of silliness while they have it and aren't forced to dwell on the grim realities that the Inquisition is facing. "Have some mercy, kadan. I couldn't help myself, not after you rewarded me so. Besides, I think it well worth the risk."

No stampede so far, that she can tell. Korrin will take the lack of panicked noises as a good sign.

And that broad smile lingers as she's definitely in the mood for a kitchen takeover. "Definitely cooking. I'm grateful for Burly and his friends, but half the fun is creating something with you. Something that can put us in mind of warmer places far away from all this snow." Which is to say that those Castilean dishes are definitely welcome, of course. They may not be able to visit Araceli's homeland in the flesh, but at least they can manage it through cuisine.