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Oh, really?

[Well...he did seem the type who could set people at ease.

Still, she blinked a bit in surprise at his choice of room, seeming a little relieved. She was worried he was going to suggest something complicated.]

Right, I see... and, well, you don't avoid meat or anything do you?

...Just out of curiosity.

[Caster you are fooling no one.]

I have generally no dietary limitations. No allergies and nothing I avoid by choice.

[Where COULD this be going.]

Interesting. Well. I'm sure you want the chance to clean up, so.

...I'll see you tomorrow. I'll be passing by that way on errands, so I may as well come and say hello.

Someone's got to make sure you're not slacking off on your work.

[The most subtle.]

I promise my work won't cause you any embarrassment by association.

[Just his actions, maybe. But maybe not; Morgan is going to turn it down a few notches. This is sort of a red-letter day, after all, so tormenting Caster isn't exactly going to encourage her to keep it up.]

Well, that's reassuring. I'll see you then.

[She has a mission! Being 'nice' like this was never her strong suit- not since she was a child, anyway, so she didn't have much of an idea how she was supposed to go about this. Manipulating or cursing people? Acting the evil witch everyone said she was? Easy! Being nice to someone? ...This was definitely out of her comfort zone.

...But Morgan was a good friend, and despite his teasing, he'd already helped her out a lot since she'd arrived.

So it was that she turned up to the farm around lunchtime the next day. Morgan would, presumably, be entirely unsurprised to find a picnic blanket under one of her arms, and a totally innocent not suspiciously lunch-shaped cloth bag in her other arm.]

[He is shocked, shocked, that this could occur. So shocked that he paused to lean on his hoe, grinning her way.]

Am I working hard enough for you?

Hm, well at least you're not slacking off, I suppose.

[That definitely was an 'I knew it' sort of grin, she was sure of it!]

I don't know how to slack off. [He spreads the hand not parked on the hoe with an innocent smile.] Especially not when I have someone to keep happy!

I'm sure. Well, I'm glad you're in a good mood.

...When you're free. Let me know.

I can take a break now. [Whirling his hoe to rest it over his shoulder, Morgan saunters her way.] If you have some idea how I could spend it, of course.

You're definitely teasing me...!

[A small huff. Perhaps she hadn't meant to voice that out loud, oops.]

I was- Well. I was wondering if you wanted to join me for lunch. I...made sandwiches, so.

[It didn't sound like she'd take 'no' for an answer!]

I would be honored to join you. [And though he makes it silly by putting a hand over his heart and bowing slightly, he isn't lying. Caster asking him to join her for lunch truly is an honor, as well he knows.]

[Although she rolled her eyes beneath her hood at his silly gesture, she was rather relieved he didn't turn her away- not that she thought he would, but there was always the little voice in the back of her mind that told her otherwise.]

Wonderful- come on, then. I brought a picnic blanket.

[At least the weather was warming up enough to eat outside!

Once she'd found a quiet spot to lay out the blanket, she awkwardly took a seat and gestured for him to join her, placing the suspiciously lunch-shaped cloth bag beside her.]

...Listen, I... you've helped me a great deal since I arrived here, even though you had no obligation to. And, well. I wanted to thank you properly.

[There's a lot to say to that, and Morgan has only a split-second to decide what response to go with as he sits down. The simplest, he reasons, is the best.]

You're welcome, Caster. I'm glad I can help you.

[Simplest certainly seemed effective enough- it was good he was taking this all in his stride.]

I did wonder if I was beyond that- if I'd already sunk to rock bottom a long time ago. Well, you seem determined to prove me wrong.

[Caster shrugged, unwrapping the cloth bag to reveal an array of sandwiches and other delicacies. Thankfully for her, sandwiches mostly involved cutting up bread and other ingredients, and that was something she could manage easily. She'd chosen some fairly classic choices- beef with watercress and horseradish mayonnaise, egg salad and ploughman's. She hoped there was something there Morgan would like!

It looked like she'd snuck in a couple of... less classic recipes in there as well. What appeared to be fried eggplant stuffed with a spiced walnut paste, and stuffed vine leaves. Caster couldn't resist pushing herself a little after all.]

...Well, I think I made plenty, so do tuck in. I hope you enjoy it.

[She's a little nervous, but she definitely didn't think it had come out poorly!]

[His reaction ought to be pretty gratifying, then, because it goes like:]

Oooh! Dolmeh!

[He has one in his mouth almost before the word ends, and he's scooped up a sandwich with his other hand. At least he swallows before he speaks again.] If this is what helping you rewards me with, I'm the luckiest man alive!

[It would be hard to see under her hood, but her eyes lit up at his reaction. At least she was able to surprise him- and he seemed delighted with her choices!

She was a rather inexperienced cook, so the flavours hadn't come out perfectly, but she'd tried her best, and the taste was still pleasant. So, success?]

Well... you've seen me at my worst and talked me through it, and... you heard me out when I spoke of my legend so. I couldn't not repay you. I'm just glad you're enjoying it.

[Caster helped herself to some of the food once he'd had a chance to tuck in.]

Naw, you didn't have to repay me. That's what friends are for. But I sure as heck am not complaining that you did, because man.

[Sandwiches, especially like the ones she's made, are like home to him. He used to get a sandwich for work most every day, made by one of his family members or the other, and they always tasted better than the richest dumb food anyone could buy.]

[Her expression brightened a little as he referred to her as his friend. Another reminder that she actually had allies here.]

I admit I was a little worried you were going to suggest something rather complicated... I'm not too experienced with cooking, but I wanted to try, at least.

[She couldn't help but smile. He really did seem to be enjoying her food!]

[This is the perfect gift after a morning of hard work, so she really chose well indeed. He hadn't at any point found helping her to be a burden or anything, but if he had this would more than make up for it!]

Aside from cars, I'm a simple man with simple tastes, so you don't have to worry there.

That's a relief... I can't say I'd know the first thing about cars, though. They were somewhat after my time.

[Have you seen how awful she is with modern tech?]

So how have you found working here?

[No, but it's a safe assumption. He still thinks she'd love his car.]

Reminds me of growing up, actually. We used to work in the fields at my school, for discipline and training purposes.

[She'll take a nice car over a boat, so...you never know?]

Oh, really? So all of you were involved?

I suppose the closest I've done to manual labor like this was helping out aboard the ship when we were at sea, but even then I mostly relied on my magic

Yep. It was a boarding school, so the whole 'earn your keep' part fed into that. And it worked great, I think. At the very least I don't have any problem with physical labor!

You do seem like you'd have relied on your magic for most things, though.

I see... I suppose this is what you're you used to, then. You said that was where you learned martial arts as well, didn't you?

And of course, when you're as powerful as Sorceress as I am, using your magic to solve most problems comes naturally.

[It was at that point that a house-cat sized skeletal dragon bounded over to investigate the picnic, climbing up onto Caster's lap and peering at Morgan curiously.]

... There you are, little one.

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