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[ohmydarlinme]

[ Hey look it's Clem! Hi Clem! Only she looks a little ... guilty, and sheepish today. She's curled up on a chair by the window, with a book open in her lap, and a look of concentration on her face. Occasionally she glances up and around at a sound of the apartment settling, or a bird chirping - any noise she wasn't expected she jumps a bit in surprise. ]

.... I kind of messed up at work today. I think the man I work for is mad at me.

[ Or just a little concerned, Same thing. But uh... what exactly she did to make him concerned in the first place ...well, she knew she screwed up badly there. ]

Is Thane still here?

[ She hopes he is, but...wouldn't be surprised if he was gone - that tended to be the norm; people leave. At least he hasn't died right? After an awkward pause, she decides to offer another question. ]

And... um..What's a tibisp? I can't find it in the dictionary.

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[ohmydarlinme]

That's more than what I can make. Um..

Except for what you showed me. [ And she's watched people cook up animals they caught like rabbits. ]

[ She reaches up to turn the burner down, then off, not wanting the stew to overcook. ]

When can I come by?

[hydraated]

...Tomorrow?

[ohmydarlinme]

[ Oh well that gives her plenty of time to practice making stew and that potato snack. Only she won't have bacon in the one she's bringing him. ]

Okay, sounds good.

[ Don't be offended if she comes with her hatchet. She feels safer with it and won't use it - unless you make a sudden movement around her~! ]

[hydraated]

[Nope. He's not offended. Not by a long shot]