Down in the charred remains they stripped the chassis clean

[kantikoy]

WHO: Adrasteia, Erik, others
WHAT: a catch-all with starters in the comments; will match format
WHEN: early Bloomingtide
WHERE: The Gallows, Kirkwall
NOTES: Erik comes with a built-in language warning

Comments

[kantikoy]

Blink. Blink, blink. Whatever answer Adrasteia had presumed she would get, it was definitely not insect farming based on her reaction. "Well." A smile. "Maybe we'll get you some bacon or something a little fatty to start, but not too much, or your stomach might rebel if it's been too long." Automatic mom-mode activate!

[sparklequeen]

"Yeah, it was weird," Glimmer agrees when she sees the look on Adrasteia's face. "That sounds perfect--thank you so much."

[kantikoy]

"You're welcome." Adrasteia smiles at Glimmer and squeezes the girl's shoulder before they continue across the courtyard to the kitchens.

Coffee takes a moment to find, at this hour, but bacon and cheese and some greens are easily located. Adrasteia tasks herself with cooking for Glimmer, presuming (possibly inaccurately) that the younger woman would have had fewer opportunities to cook for herself; especially over what is the technological equivalent of an open fire, a grate, and a pan.

"How long were you in the other world, if you don't mind my asking?"

[sparklequeen]

"Um..." Glimmer has settled herself nearby, leaning against a table while she watches Adrasteia cook. While she has some experience with cooking, she's really only done it a lot in New Amsterdam, which had the benefit of electric ranges.

"...Six months, I think?"