With the first round of the incipient perfume beginning its several-day steep, Hadama began to gently de-petal another round of their flowers, this time storing the petals dry in a second, smaller jar. Though he kept his attention on the work his hands the edges of his eyes crinkled slightly at Noe's obvious delight at his offer, and though his expression remained serene there was a decided air of pleasure at her genuine interest.
"Baked desserts are easiest. Small cookies or fruit tarts," he offered by way of example. And what was a tart, after all, but a tiny, bite-sized pie? "Pudding made with bananas or coconuts. Or chocolates. I have made several molds for them in the shapes of shells." He finished filling the second jar and stowed that as well before he offered Noe a hand up, eyes bright with amusement. "If you would be interested in learning to make them yourself someday?"
"Baked desserts are easiest. Small cookies or fruit tarts," he offered by way of example. And what was a tart, after all, but a tiny, bite-sized pie? "Pudding made with bananas or coconuts. Or chocolates. I have made several molds for them in the shapes of shells." He finished filling the second jar and stowed that as well before he offered Noe a hand up, eyes bright with amusement. "If you would be interested in learning to make them yourself someday?"
