"At least someone in this city holds that secret. Lib is still salty about not getting good Galahdian food around here."

Rinka blushed with the compliment and mumbled something into her food, avoiding everyone's gaze. For all her boasting she was still surprisingly shy about the fact that she enjoyed cooking at all, and that like her mom, it was less about the food itself and more about sharing it with people she loved, even if for a long time that had been a very small pool of people.

A pool that had grown exponentially since Aurene met Prompto.

Luckily Nyx was about to make her feel a lot better.

"Well... I don't burn water?"

Code for: I can feed myself. Doesn't mean it's good.

Rinka let out a snort that she tried to cover with a cough.

"Mom's gonna have to teach you how we do things around here then."

"If that's the case then consider me a willing student."