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Who: Apartment O + you? door is open
When: Day 32, evening
Where: Apartment O
What: family dinner...?

[There is a stew bubbling happily over the fire; leaf "platters" and shish-kebabs(? something-chunks on sticks), salad, a somewhat overcooked stirfry, and a gourd filled with fruit chunks in milky liquid are arranged on the kitchen counter.]

Okay, guys, get it while it's hot!

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I'll mention it.

I'm sure you will.

[she is also sure she's not getting into this further until he's cleaned his plate]

[Takes the shish kebab back out of the fire, now that it's done, and starts on the salad while it's cooking. Om nom food.]

Isn't there some kind of bread you can make on an open fire? Maybe she could do something like that.

Burnt?

Not burnt. Some sort of flat bread.

Manna?

Maybe. I don't know the particulars.

You'll still need some sort of structure for it. Grilling dough just gives you burnt raw dough, trust me.

We'll experiment until we get something that works.

I didn't know you were such a determined cook.

I am when the alternative is to get an oven.

Seriously, I don't see what your problem is with the gods anyway. They obviously don't have enough power to do anything permanent to us or else they would've by now. So we should take advantage of them while we can.

Bringing us here is pretty permanent.

[He's worked his way through the food and has gotten to the fruit. Yay, food. /o/]

...Point. [and where a protest would usually go is only a sigh]

[Mmmm delicious zen milk.]

[He is going to be looking much less bitter about halfway through.]

[that is probably the only reason she keeps talking]

...Other than that, do you think it's so bad here?

[Blandly, as though admitting this is the most natural thing in the world:]

Mostly I'm just frustrated.

I don't trust them, either.

[...now that I know what is going on I should feel bad about this, but]

The gods? or everyone?

[...did you seriously let him eat that after you knew what it was?]

Everyone. But the gods particularly.

[it kind of all happened at once and then it was too late and we can't just go around wasting food and he was fine last time!! NOT FEELING GUILTY ABOUT THIS]

Worse than the Judges?

It would take a lot for them to be worse than the judges.

Thank heaven for small favors, right?

We were due for a little luck sometime.

Pretty overdue if you ask me...

[...and maybe it's time she had some fruit herself]

[Just finishing his up. :|b]

...not really. Sounds about right.