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Alys

Alys selected a smaller knife and slid the drawer closed gently, so as not to disturb the careful organization of the other knives. She took some red onions and began to chop them - rather finely, as she preferred not to have large chunks of onion in her salads. With the onion diced, she set to work preparing a few herbs for inclusion in the salad and the dressing. A little olive oil and red wine vinegar, toss it all together, and they'd have a lovely little cucumber tomato salad to accompany their potato soup.

At Tal's surprised laugh, Alys chuckled, waving a hand to banish the mouse away. "I did a luxere not too long ago," she said, thinking of her outing with Deimos, when they had scared away an ursur from the herd. "It was harder, and I couldn't hold it for long, but maybe you're right. I am improving, even if it's not as quickly as I'd like."

Finishing the salad, she tossed the ingredients together and offered it to Tal. "Want to taste it?" she asked, eyes sparkling with mischief. "Just to make sure we don't need to start with dessert?"

Oh, I had a dream that you couldn't hear me screaming
Trying to tell you everything but it wouldn't stop you leaving