[ Perhaps later, she'll make an addendum to her statement: that Noctis is good, because Ignis is good, too. The two must have influenced each other.
His words also resonate within her, for she's repeated something like them to others. Focusing on the present, that those here are still alive, has meaning. It's enough. It's enough. She's grateful for it, even if she wishes better for Noctis. ]
Thank you, Ignis. [ Even if he might not see the mist in her eyes, he'll certainly hear the slight shakiness in her voice as she pulls away from the hug, her hand lingers upon his upper arm. Despite this, she's smiling, and her tone is warm and grateful. ] And you're right. You're very right.
[ She raises a palm to her cheek, swiping beneath her eye. ]
Architect, I wish for so much better for him... [ She laughs tiredly, shortly, through an exhale. ] I suppose we both do.
I only speak from experience. [ He withdraws back from the hug when she does, definitely hearing the shakiness in her tone. ]
Indeed we do, would you care to join me? [ He gestures back towards the stove top, what he'd originally planned to do. ]
Pyra?
[ He's quiet for a moment as he considers his words here. ]
You're family and we've got two bedridden family members to take care of. [ He smiles a little, hoping that she got the hint that he's accepted her, that she's in a world of fussing herself if she ever gets hurt or sick. ]
[ When he motions to the stovetop, her eyes follow-- ah, right. Noctis did mention before he is quite the chef, and for their few months living together, he's been cooking and baking nothing but delectable dishes.
She's an avid cook as well, but unlike him, the way she acquired her skills feels largely like... cheating. At times, she doesn't believe she has quite that human touch as he does, with how he must have learned through experience. Before she's lost in these thoughts, however, he says that.
Family.
Her hand slides to his, squeezing them. ] Family. [ She repeats, quietly, and nods. Time to get to cooking. ]
You know. Prompto told me this once, of what a family is. Trusting them. Loving them. Knowing that they'll be accepting, no matter what. And... that one would do anything for them.
[ If that's what's required for a family, she's been largely missing out on the "accepting" part, because she herself never thought she would be accepted. But now Noctis has accepted her, and so has Ignis. ]
I'm-- glad. To be accepted as family. And I'll do anything for all of you. [ A bit lighter, if only to help transition the mood: ] Including making as many cakes and cookies as needed.
[ It hasn't been easy on him, to relearn the steps of cooking again. He had to get used to the kitchen first and figure out the measurements of things without being able to see. Measuring out a half cup of something was a bit rough at the start, but he's making do now.
He squeezes her hands back as his listens to her talk.
Prompto...
Knowing a bit about him now, he's not too surprised to hear that it had came from Prompto himself. Ignis, Noctis, Gladio and Prompto had each other while out on the road and after they learned that Insomnia had been destroyed, they had no one but each other for a bit. They had quickly became his family and theirs.
Cookies and cakes though, huh. ] You're going to spoil Noct with those cakes, aren't you. [ His tone taking on a teasing one, but that does remind him: ]
Has he told you about the desserts that I've been trying to recreate for him?
You, too. [ She adds-- after the cookies and cakes bit. These desserts are going to be for Ignis and Prompto, of course, as well. Sugar is clearly the best cure to both melancholy and/or colds... and near-death experiences.
Sugar and hugs, more like. ]
Oh, ah, no. But I'm interested. It's a specialty from Eos, isn't it?
[ In the time Ignis hadn't been here, she's been preparing meals and cooking for the boys herself. And while she has been catering to their tastes... there's probably really nothing like what they might have had from home, from Ignis himself.
Background kitchen, prep, and cooking stuff goes here. ] Oh-- of course.
Soup's rather good for lifting up weary hearts, isn't it?
[ Ignis grabs a knife and starts to cut up some vegetables on the cutting board that had been near the pot. He takes great care while cutting, careful to not cut himself in the process. ]
Indeed it is.
Prompto's slowly getting better, he'll be fine in a matter of days at this rate.
[ Thank goodness too, he'd been given quite the fright finding him out in the cold like that, Prompto's lucky to walk away with a simple illness. ]
[ Quietly, Pyra looks away at her prep work. ] Prompto's quite strong, too. But I'm sure this soup will make him even stronger. [ Whatever Ignis needs, she'll attend to, assisting with whatever it may be as they cook. ]
All these hearty ingredients, too...! [ She comments cheerfully. ] Just where did you learn this recipe?
[ Prompto... when she mentions him in that way, he takes a moment to himself here. ]
I don't know if you know how he got sick, but if you recall people sleepwalking, I caught him out in the bitter cold one day. It was... frighting [ to say the least, Prompto had tried to downplay it on top of that. ] to find him out there like that.
He's lucky to walk away with a simple illness.
[ He gives a small hm, brushing the vegetables that he'd just cut off to one side of the cutting board, picking up the next one to be cut. ]
It's just something that I put together one day while Noctis was sick himself.
[ Prompto’s state had also concerned her. That he could have been frostbitten— or worse— had Ignis not found him was troubling.
But he, too, is also improving, and that’s also thanks to the care they had shared. ] I had wondered about that, mm.
But you found him. [ She smiles, her tone encouraging. ] Thanks to you, he is safe, and you... You’re just being an all-around hero lately, aren’t you? [ She looks down at her food prep work, continuing with the smooth, rhythmic motions of her knife. ] I hadn’t known [ Pyra speaks, her tone a bit more soberly. ] how bad it was but I’m grateful that you were there.
[ Ignis doesn't really think of himself as a hero, he does these things cause he cares. He knows what he's done though and he won't deny it, but he wouldn't call himself a hero in that regard. ]
... Says the person who saved Noctis' life, [ he points out gently as he starts cutting the next vegetable. ] I'm thankful that you saved him too.
[ Perhaps they can be heroes together, keeping an eye on the ones that they rescued together now. ]
[ He can hear the steady bubbling of the water as it starts to boil. He sets the knife down and takes a minute to lift the cutting board, tilting it carefully to get the vegetables that he's cut into the water. After that's done, he sets the cutting board back down on the counter. ]
I can teach you, [ giving a light laugh himself. ] I've found ways to carefully sneak vegetables into his food. There are some recipes that he doesn't seem to mind.
[ Like the dessert for starters, the man loves his fries though so it isn't too much of a surprise that Noctis doesn't seem to mind potatoes. ]
[ Having finished with her vegetables, she slides them into the pot. ]
Oh... Oh. [ Her eyes widen. She had been under the impression that-- ] I'm-- I apologize, I wouldn't have guessed a favorite dessert of his would carry vegetables!
With anything green, he scrunches his nose... [ She smiles a bit fondly at that. ] But I found that it isn't as if he picks off all of his vegetables all the time. [ Especially if it seems more effort than it's worth. ]
For example, he doesn't peel off the seaweed for the onigiri or pluck out each sesame seed I prepare onigiri for him.
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His words also resonate within her, for she's repeated something like them to others. Focusing on the present, that those here are still alive, has meaning. It's enough. It's enough. She's grateful for it, even if she wishes better for Noctis. ]
Thank you, Ignis. [ Even if he might not see the mist in her eyes, he'll certainly hear the slight shakiness in her voice as she pulls away from the hug, her hand lingers upon his upper arm. Despite this, she's smiling, and her tone is warm and grateful. ] And you're right. You're very right.
[ She raises a palm to her cheek, swiping beneath her eye. ]
Architect, I wish for so much better for him... [ She laughs tiredly, shortly, through an exhale. ] I suppose we both do.
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Indeed we do, would you care to join me? [ He gestures back towards the stove top, what he'd originally planned to do. ]
Pyra?
[ He's quiet for a moment as he considers his words here. ]
You're family and we've got two bedridden family members to take care of. [ He smiles a little, hoping that she got the hint that he's accepted her, that she's in a world of fussing herself if she ever gets hurt or sick. ]
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She's an avid cook as well, but unlike him, the way she acquired her skills feels largely like... cheating. At times, she doesn't believe she has quite that human touch as he does, with how he must have learned through experience. Before she's lost in these thoughts, however, he says that.
Family.
Her hand slides to his, squeezing them. ] Family. [ She repeats, quietly, and nods. Time to get to cooking. ]
You know. Prompto told me this once, of what a family is. Trusting them. Loving them. Knowing that they'll be accepting, no matter what. And... that one would do anything for them.
[ If that's what's required for a family, she's been largely missing out on the "accepting" part, because she herself never thought she would be accepted. But now Noctis has accepted her, and so has Ignis. ]
I'm-- glad. To be accepted as family. And I'll do anything for all of you. [ A bit lighter, if only to help transition the mood: ] Including making as many cakes and cookies as needed.
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He squeezes her hands back as his listens to her talk.
Prompto...
Knowing a bit about him now, he's not too surprised to hear that it had came from Prompto himself. Ignis, Noctis, Gladio and Prompto had each other while out on the road and after they learned that Insomnia had been destroyed, they had no one but each other for a bit. They had quickly became his family and theirs.
Cookies and cakes though, huh. ] You're going to spoil Noct with those cakes, aren't you. [ His tone taking on a teasing one, but that does remind him: ]
Has he told you about the desserts that I've been trying to recreate for him?
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Sugar and hugs, more like. ]
Oh, ah, no. But I'm interested. It's a specialty from Eos, isn't it?
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[ Once back near the stove top, he flicks on the burner to get the water boiling in the pot he had prepared with earlier for the soup. ]
Noct described it to me and I've been trying to recreate it for him since. [ Too sweet, too crusty. Ignis has readjusted the recipe to but no avail. ]
It's.... why I got started cooking in the first place. [ he admits freely. ] It made me happy to see his smile over it.
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It's good inspiration.
Perhaps we can try together to make it?
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[ Noctis had gotten what he'd needed for that, it was the same one that he made for Noct whenever he'd became ill himself. ]
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Background kitchen, prep, and cooking stuff goes here. ] Oh-- of course.
Soup's rather good for lifting up weary hearts, isn't it?
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Indeed it is.
Prompto's slowly getting better, he'll be fine in a matter of days at this rate.
[ Thank goodness too, he'd been given quite the fright finding him out in the cold like that, Prompto's lucky to walk away with a simple illness. ]
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All these hearty ingredients, too...! [ She comments cheerfully. ] Just where did you learn this recipe?
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I don't know if you know how he got sick, but if you recall people sleepwalking, I caught him out in the bitter cold one day. It was... frighting [ to say the least, Prompto had tried to downplay it on top of that. ] to find him out there like that.
He's lucky to walk away with a simple illness.
[ He gives a small hm, brushing the vegetables that he'd just cut off to one side of the cutting board, picking up the next one to be cut. ]
It's just something that I put together one day while Noctis was sick himself.
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But he, too, is also improving, and that’s also thanks to the care they had shared. ] I had wondered about that, mm.
But you found him. [ She smiles, her tone encouraging. ] Thanks to you, he is safe, and you... You’re just being an all-around hero lately, aren’t you? [ She looks down at her food prep work, continuing with the smooth, rhythmic motions of her knife. ] I hadn’t known [ Pyra speaks, her tone a bit more soberly. ] how bad it was but I’m grateful that you were there.
[ She nods to herself. Definitely a hero. ]
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... Says the person who saved Noctis' life, [ he points out gently as he starts cutting the next vegetable. ] I'm thankful that you saved him too.
[ Perhaps they can be heroes together, keeping an eye on the ones that they rescued together now. ]
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Ah, maybe he wouldn’t consider either of us heroes for adding vegetables into his soup while he’s recovering.
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I can teach you, [ giving a light laugh himself. ] I've found ways to carefully sneak vegetables into his food. There are some recipes that he doesn't seem to mind.
[ Like the dessert for starters, the man loves his fries though so it isn't too much of a surprise that Noctis doesn't seem to mind potatoes. ]
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So. She's listening. ] Such as...?
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[ He's not doing much in the way of cooking for now, nothing to do but wait. ]
If you got your stack ready, by all means, put them in the pot.
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Oh... Oh. [ Her eyes widen. She had been under the impression that-- ] I'm-- I apologize, I wouldn't have guessed a favorite dessert of his would carry vegetables!
[ A very good development, indeed. ]
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It's potatoes, but he does like his fries so it wasn't a brainier there.
Have you tried anything?
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For example, he doesn't peel off the seaweed for the onigiri or pluck out each sesame seed I prepare onigiri for him.