Yes, good answer, and that is why we're gonna make everyone else clean up their own dang dishes to thank us for our hard work—Thaaaank you.
[She laughs as she says it, setting her cookie dough aside and coming over to take the bowl of parsley so she can start sprinkling it over one cooking pot and then the next, all fluid motions back and forth.]
Man, I like cooking and all, but I swear there's sooo much to get done, it's like we're feeding a whole army or something.
[ is that a joke?? it's hard to tell. (it is.) he's watching her with curiosity, though -- the way you watch someone really skilled with a blade or an instrument. ]
You must do a lot of it back where you're from. You seem pretty good at it.
Oh, yeah, cooking's part of my priory duties. [She's retrieved the cookie dough again and is comfortably leaning on the counter as she keeps stirring it, maybe just to keep her hands busy at this point.] Usually it's for a bunch of, like, kids and little old grandpas and families instead of, y'know, an army, and usually there are waaaay more fish involved, 'cause we live on an island, but it's the same principle.
I'm not one. I'm a priestess. Tooootally different.
[to be fair Mae's general battlefield tactics have all involved zapping things with lightning and sometimes stabbing them with a sword which is far enough off-base from what Ike probably knows that that's a fair assumption. she waves the spoon vaguely at her side, flinging a little piece of cookie dough across the room in the process.]
...I mean, not that different, we're still all servants to the Earth Mother and all, but it's all in the finicky details.
You're a priestess? [ try not to sound too surprised there, buddy. she's just not really what he pictures when he thinks 'priestess'. ] Earth Mother? Is that the goddess you worship?
[She laughs, light and good-natured, because honestly, she can see how she's not really the pinnacle of priestliness.] Uh-huh! Mila, the Earth Mother, Mother Mila, either way, but she's Zofia's goddess.
[ ike gives her a totally deadpan shrug. don't ask him these things, mae, does he look like a priest to you ]
As far as I know. I mean, she's the only goddess we've got. But you'd be better off asking the apostle if you've got questions about religion. I know about the old legends, but I grew up kind of out in the countryside. Pretty far from the big temples and all that.
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[She laughs as she says it, setting her cookie dough aside and coming over to take the bowl of parsley so she can start sprinkling it over one cooking pot and then the next, all fluid motions back and forth.]
Man, I like cooking and all, but I swear there's sooo much to get done, it's like we're feeding a whole army or something.
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[ is that a joke?? it's hard to tell. (it is.) he's watching her with curiosity, though -- the way you watch someone really skilled with a blade or an instrument. ]
You must do a lot of it back where you're from. You seem pretty good at it.
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[ because you know so many, ike. ]
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[to be fair Mae's general battlefield tactics have all involved zapping things with lightning and sometimes stabbing them with a sword which is far enough off-base from what Ike probably knows that that's a fair assumption. she waves the spoon vaguely at her side, flinging a little piece of cookie dough across the room in the process.]
...I mean, not that different, we're still all servants to the Earth Mother and all, but it's all in the finicky details.
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[She says it amiably, though, genuinely curious.</small.]
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As far as I know. I mean, she's the only goddess we've got. But you'd be better off asking the apostle if you've got questions about religion. I know about the old legends, but I grew up kind of out in the countryside. Pretty far from the big temples and all that.