[What a weird girl. Still, she doesn't mind. At least there's no protests or odd looks. Though frankly that might be a little more normal at least. Milla spoons the stew into a bowl before placing it in front of Yin.
She even sits in front of her to try to gauge her reaction as she eats. Yin might appreciate the somewhat bland taste of it.]
All right, so, when you're ready, tell me how it tastes.
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She even sits in front of her to try to gauge her reaction as she eats. Yin might appreciate the somewhat bland taste of it.]
All right, so, when you're ready, tell me how it tastes.