[ooh. Morrigan is human to her, if she counts age. she and Shooter...don't. it's pointless, used to judge and used to differentiate. something meant for others. nevertheless the concept of time, of counting it, is an amazing thing- one thing she's only beginning to grasp ever since she encountered this community. Dead Master decides to place the chocolate into the pot, thankfully having enough sense to take it out of the wrapper.
....no, she didn't research anything either. cooking is as new to her as perceiving time.] Something new,
no subject
....no, she didn't research anything either. cooking is as new to her as perceiving time.] Something new,
But never guaranteed to be
something fun. [but this just might be.]