"Baking was never the problem for us. Finding people that would sell goods to Suli, though?" She makes a soft, dismissive noise. It's been easier, in Ketterdam--and in Darrow--to be herself, more traditional and more easy going about what and who she is. But as a traveling Suli, it had been very difficult, time to time. "But we never went hungry, and that's something, certainly."
She's quiet a moment, thoughtful more than anything else, while all the vegetables start to cook down and she adds in garlic to the pot and the pan.
"Did you travel before the military?" she asks. She doesn't think he's ever said, as such, that he was a soldier, except that it's in everything that he says and does. From the way he carries himself and how tidy he is to that injury. It lives on the edges of every story he tells.
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She's quiet a moment, thoughtful more than anything else, while all the vegetables start to cook down and she adds in garlic to the pot and the pan.
"Did you travel before the military?" she asks. She doesn't think he's ever said, as such, that he was a soldier, except that it's in everything that he says and does. From the way he carries himself and how tidy he is to that injury. It lives on the edges of every story he tells.