[Jill's caught off guard by the request because she's been keeping her heard down--literally--helping the kitchen crew with dishwashing and maybe the occasional chopping. It's only when she looks up and sees someone holding out a spoon in her direction that she pays attention to the other folks around her.
A quick glance is given to what's in the spoon, at first; looks like stew and thus something Jill is familiar with enough to give her opinion on. Gods know she's had more than enough stews to fill a lifetime back home.]
Okay. [She takes the spoon between her own fingers and the sample into her mouth, chewing slowly and thoughtfully, speaking only when all of it has been swallowed.] A little salt, perhaps? But nothing more than that, I think.
[Just a tad bland and though she spoke the truth, she wants it known that it's not the worst stew she's ever had come into contact with. That title goes to Chancer's Stew. May it never darken the Stormbringer's doorstep.]
» Ic.
[Jill's caught off guard by the request because she's been keeping her heard down--literally--helping the kitchen crew with dishwashing and maybe the occasional chopping. It's only when she looks up and sees someone holding out a spoon in her direction that she pays attention to the other folks around her.
A quick glance is given to what's in the spoon, at first; looks like stew and thus something Jill is familiar with enough to give her opinion on. Gods know she's had more than enough stews to fill a lifetime back home.]
Okay. [She takes the spoon between her own fingers and the sample into her mouth, chewing slowly and thoughtfully, speaking only when all of it has been swallowed.] A little salt, perhaps? But nothing more than that, I think.
[Just a tad bland and though she spoke the truth, she wants it known that it's not the worst stew she's ever had come into contact with. That title goes to Chancer's Stew. May it never darken the Stormbringer's doorstep.]