With a quiet nod, she puts the bowl into a heater and turns her attention to the heating oil she'd set up earlier. With a few drying pats to the preprepared potatoes, she tosses them into the pan and begins frying.
"You usually eat this late?" she asks good-naturedly.
- she drops her voice a little.
"About what's going on?"
"Were it any other time I would," she offers a tight smile.
"I'd rather no one get the wrong idea..." there's a moment of hesitation as she busies herself with collecting a few lingering plates.
"Did they tell you?" Wondering a little closer so as not to disturb others having their breakfast -
- the chicken, she grabs the bottle of mayo and is about to add it when she has a thought.
"Would you like your chicken warm?"
Of all the Spartans she'd spoken with, she'd never quite encountered one so awkward. Bless.
"Umm..." She glances over her shoulder from the bowl of shredded chicken. Her eyes search across the counter, honing in on where she remembered placing the honey.
"Just behind the milk!"
Turning back to -
- assigned to S-Deck for your stay they're more than welcome. Although, that's not to say the other decks aren't just as good."
"Well, hopefully whatever you're deployed to next is as successful as your last one."
A part of her wants to ask what it is they do, but she can't quite bring herself to. The mention of a Prowler has her especially wary given the ship's ongoing investigation.
"If they've been -
Don't you get lonely? If all you're doing is saving people alone, who do you talk to if not the people you work with?
Well, I'll leave it with you. It doesn't hurt to try, but I won't push it.
- Lantana correctly.
"Of course," she beams. "I have a small selection of biscuits, and I think some cakes left, but I'm happy to make something new... if I have the ingredients."
- building a little contained space to grow sweeter things, maybe? Like a little greenhouse or something?"
Her head bobs with a little excitement at the request. She was always happy to share the fruits of her labour with others, especially when they seemed so keen. If she was reading -
"That sounds lovely, and quite peaceful too."
Even if it did sound a little colder than what she was used to. That aside, it reminded her a little of her own home. Although, she wouldn't consider that entirely quaint, but close enough.
"I'm not much of a gardener, but you could try -
Oh...
*She's not really sure what to say.*
That sounds terrible, unless you don't really miss it? I know I'd miss food.
*A small concerned frown pinches at her brows with the rest of what she says.*
That sounds rather painful, if not uncomfortable. Does it hurt if you eat then...?
- ingredients.
"There's some honey if you want," she calls as she fishes out a few preprepared potatoes.
"Green tea it is!"
Busying herself with making the tea, Winni moves around the kitchen without much thought. She fills the mugs with some hot water, adds the tea bagsโ an Earl Grey for herselt, and leaves them to brew while retrieving the rest of the sandwich -
See flashes him another smile before she begins to depart.
"Lovely! If you need anything else, don't hesitate to ask!"
You really don't need to hurt the eggs.
If you want food, I can always have some delivered.
- the fridge for a few more things while awaiting Yvette's answer.
"Okey dokey! Any particular type? We do have a few fruity or herbal ones if you prefer those?"
As she asks, she searches for some mugs, honey, and spoons before placing them on the empty counter. It doesn't take long, and so she would continue to busy herself with a visit to -
*Stifling a snort of amusement, she gently nods in agreement.*
I think they can be scary if you're all alone and in a dark cave, maybe? But, I'll take your word for it!
*A small, curious frown picks at her brows as she tentatively asks a question.*
So, you can't eat any food at all?
- and your crew be staying with us long?"
"Oh, right."
Her head bobs in understanding, and as curious as she is, she opts to avoid asking for details. With everything that had been going on recently, she didn't want to unintentionally become a suspect.
"Well, it's nice to meet you Spartan Cameron. Will you -
She stifles a giggle.
"Sorry, I mean are you a new assignment to the Infinity?" She clarifies before turning to slide her empty tray through the hatch to the kitchen.
"As for me, I'm Winni, Chief Cook for S-Deck."
- idly taps an empty counter.
"Cup of tea?"
Placing her hand to the pad the door slides open as she waits for Yvette with a small yawn.
"Sorry," she murmurs as they slip into the kitchen.
"I really need to take a look at the rota, there was meant to be someone on shift..." with a soft sigh, she shakes her head and -
Do you still manage to work with them?
You could always try in smaller doses? Find a common ground maybe? Like what they do in their off time for example.
*Her eyes widen at the return, and she tries her best to clap.*
N-no. That's not quite it.
*She takes a few deep breaths.*
It was just a... a surprise, is all. I wasn't... Well, I'm not sure what I was expecting if I'm honest.
asks. It was so hard to keep track of them all. "You a new one?"
She hums in agreement.
"Well, don't you worry! We're here to make that all better. Goodness knows it's due an overhaul."
Pausing in her check, she looks him up and down before tilting her head curiously. This one didn't seem familiar.
"I don't think I've seen you around before?" she -
