"The round thing." Ten confirms, nodding at Gyre as he moves the pot into Luka's grabbing range.
"I cook a lot. It's fun." He adds, hosting the bag onto the countertop from beneath his arm.
"Can you help me cut these?" He follows up, dumping the contents of the bag onto the counter. Laying out in piles are now: Six slabs of a bright green meat, several lumpy root vegetables that look like purple ginger, about a dozen garlic bulbs that are a pale blue, a pile of what looks like orange asparagus, a collection of leafy greens purple, and lastly a pile of multicolored potatoes(?). There's no telling what's on the inside of any of these, so really it's down to which one Gyre grabs first.
But the wafting scents that rise off of the vegetable pile already make the room smell utterly incredible. They were all so potent. The strongest scents are lemongrass, orange citrus, and vinegar.
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"I cook a lot. It's fun." He adds, hosting the bag onto the countertop from beneath his arm.
"Can you help me cut these?" He follows up, dumping the contents of the bag onto the counter. Laying out in piles are now: Six slabs of a bright green meat, several lumpy root vegetables that look like purple ginger, about a dozen garlic bulbs that are a pale blue, a pile of what looks like orange asparagus, a collection of leafy
greenspurple, and lastly a pile of multicolored potatoes(?). There's no telling what's on the inside of any of these, so really it's down to which one Gyre grabs first.But the wafting scents that rise off of the vegetable pile already make the room smell utterly incredible. They were all so potent. The strongest scents are lemongrass, orange citrus, and vinegar.