Hadama relaxed back down to lean his elbows on the sand again as Fangorn took a break and it appeared that the meal wasn't done yet. He watched Melita applying the spices curiously, taking note of how much spice and how much pressure was used to work it into the meat - if any. He listened to her answers to his questions and tucked them away, absorbing these quirks of human tastes and preferences.
'Rare' he had heard of recently and considered what he could see of the slice from the distance he was at. Cooking the food so thoroughly would surely impart a different flavor and texture than he was used to, and his sense of anticipation for the food increased accordingly.
"Will you cook the carrots as well?" Was there any limit to what could be seared over a fire?
'Rare' he had heard of recently and considered what he could see of the slice from the distance he was at. Cooking the food so thoroughly would surely impart a different flavor and texture than he was used to, and his sense of anticipation for the food increased accordingly.
"Will you cook the carrots as well?" Was there any limit to what could be seared over a fire?
