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"Please, sit." Ryoko gestured to the floor, which wasn't exactly inviting, but hey... Why not?
"What are you doing?" I asked, gesturing to the small chopping board, the array of ingredients, and the steaming pot. The academy came with kitchens and free meals, like advertised.
"Cooking," she replied dryly.
"I can tell. I meant... Why?"
The Dragon tilted her head, a thoughtful smile on her face. "Because I'm hungry?"
Infuriating answer, but I wasn't going to let it get to me. I didn't have the energy to fight. Instead, I crouched down and fell on my bum. "What's wrong with the dining hall?"
Ryoko shrugged. "The food is decent, but it's nothing compared to a good, home-cooked meal."
"So what are you making?" I asked, crossing my legs to be more comfortable. The floor was hard and c
