[Turning the stove off, she plates the stew into an empty bowl and sets it aside (bad idea, considering the wide open space, like someone might take it??). WHEW, thank god! Now she can finally relax!! Except...
Her shoulders are still pretty tense. The ladle in her hand has just as much of a tight grip-- Hell, maybe even tighter than before. And the way she looks up at him is more hesitant compared to earlier...though the brief hint of something indescribable in her eyes comes back as she takes another glance at his mask, lasting just a bit more this time before she shifts her focus back to all of his face.]
Um, don't you have your own station to get back to, sir...?
[The stew is finished, what else was there? unless]
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[Turning the stove off, she plates the stew into an empty bowl and sets it aside (bad idea, considering the wide open space, like someone might take it??). WHEW, thank god! Now she can finally relax!! Except...
Her shoulders are still pretty tense. The ladle in her hand has just as much of a tight grip-- Hell, maybe even tighter than before. And the way she looks up at him is more hesitant compared to earlier...though the brief hint of something indescribable in her eyes comes back as she takes another glance at his mask, lasting just a bit more this time before she shifts her focus back to all of his face.]
Um, don't you have your own station to get back to, sir...?
[The stew is finished, what else was there?
unless]