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"Did you get bad?"
He seemed very confused, hugging her back. "Okay. Let me just pour it."
"Are you a good cook?"
"Ugh. I can't believe I was so stupid."
He came over to her, his brow furrowed in concern. "Yes to the cocoa...?"
"Why?"
He laughed lightly. "That they do."
He blinked, looking over his shoulder. "Hey. You okay? I made cocoa."
"These are really good, Dad."
"I didn't even know about them."
Rowan was standing at the stove, stirring something in a saucepan.
She nodded cheerfully, returning to her eggs.
"I'm sorry to have caused this."
(Zoop?)
"Do you want some coffee?"
He laughed slightly. "Really? I wouldn't have guessed."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go, go," Lark said, waving her away.
"So it's gross."
He nodded, sitting up. "Yeah. What was that?"
She looked over at Tez, her brow furrowed. "Yeah. Yeah. Like viltya."
