Date: 2023-07-24 02:14 am (UTC)
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[She only crinkles her brow ever so slightly at him. Here he goes, thinking about everyone else but himself. It is both a trait she is endeared to and one that she finds endlessly frustrating at times. Time and time again, she had told him that he needs to do as much—that his wants and needs matter just as much as everyone else, to her especially, but that would be a futile battle. Once he has made up his mind, it's difficult to change it.

And so, silently, Jill makes up her own instead. That she will make both sweet and savoury, saving the savoury meat pies just for him.

As for the apples—]


You think so? [A pause, and a thoughtful hum as she looks out to the stalls arranged in neat lines before them, and she clutches her basket closer as they approach their first one, Jill smiling at the merchant when they greet her.] Blueberries, then? I find that anything else might be a little too tart. Even for me.

[She laughs gently, a flush colouring her cheeks and waves away the thought.]

Though, I cannot boast to know much about baking pies myself. It's been some time since I've had the opportunity to.

[Since she would run into the kitchens in Rosaria to sneak at the cooks in the kitchens making them, and upon seeing her, they would invite her to learn. How long has it been...]
Edited Date: 2023-07-24 02:15 am (UTC)

Date: 2023-07-26 01:45 am (UTC)
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[Jill is particular about which fruits she picks, and it isn't just the blueberries that she's after. She picks up several others—strawberries, blackberries, grapes, an assortment of different things to look them over, reconsidering before she begins to set them down in her basket. Why not spoil themselves a little? It's been a time and a half since they have been able to enjoy some indulgent fruits, and perhaps she could convince those in the gardens to find ways to plant more besides the apples now that things have begun to settle.

His words, however, have Jill turning to look up at him, and a brighter smile finds its way to her lips. The relief she feels upon hearing those words... it's immeasurable. Something so small and simple and yet, she can't help it. She'd spent so many days worrying about him, for him, that she is at least happy to hear that he is able still to find some joy in the smaller things.]


I hope so...

[Leaning in slightly, Jill lets her shoulder bump against his.]

You will hope though, yes? When the time comes...? I'm sure it would be fun for you to start learning these yourself. You can't very well spend your days hunting all the time.

Date: 2023-07-27 01:53 am (UTC)
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You're sure?

[She giggles quietly, a hand coming up to help stifle it a little. She doesn't mean to laugh at him, but she is simply giddy over the fact that he is making jokes with her again. How long has it been since they could so it so freely, and without the guilt or the weight of breaking this world free from its chains on their shoulders?]

I'm sure if you truly set your mind to it, you could brute force your way through anything with your good looks alone.

he brought it upon himself

Date: 2023-07-28 04:13 pm (UTC)
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[That squeeze only has Jill tucking herself more closely against him, forgetting herself for a moment and that they are, in fact, still standing dead center in front of this poor fruit merchant's stall.]

It wouldn't hurt, would it?

[He could expand his horizons, so to speak. And while she had been joking a little, she's now taking this very seriously (not).]

I have it on good authority that Mid could help you with that.

[A bit of a playful grin before she's going back to selecting some fresh lemons out and placing them into his basket.]
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Doing what?

[She looks up from the orange she'd been turning over in her hand to him, a questioning look settling into her blue eyes.]

Batting your lashes for favours?

[She teases once more, but her tone takes a turn into something a touch more serious, but not so serious that it ruins the mood that she has carefully set for them, and she places the orange gently into her basket before fishing for gil.]

... It will take some time still. [She understands that much. Not everything will happen overnight.] I will be there to help you at every step.

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