[He rolls his eyes, but he doesn't bother to make comment, focusing instead on the task. It's not a fancy stew, he just teaches her how to braise the meat and make a simple gravy, and then thicken it all up. But it'll taste serviceable, and feed her for a few days.]
There-- now get that inside you, and then get some rest. My Ma always used to say that all problems looked better from the other side of the bed.
[And now her Story is part cookbook! She looks pretty displeased during the whole thing but she at least listens, and it's hard to deny that when they're finished it all smells delicious.]
... Right. [That's got to be a cheap shot, bringing up his mother.] I promise I'll eat it and sleep.
[She's mostly saying that so he doesn't insist on sticking around to make sure she does both. Sleeping doesn't sound so bad right now, though she'll probably wind up mostly poking at the stew and feeding it to the tribbles.]
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[She might not have much of an appetite now, but they're still little garbage disposals.]
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There-- now get that inside you, and then get some rest. My Ma always used to say that all problems looked better from the other side of the bed.
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... Right. [That's got to be a cheap shot, bringing up his mother.] I promise I'll eat it and sleep.
[She's mostly saying that so he doesn't insist on sticking around to make sure she does both. Sleeping doesn't sound so bad right now, though she'll probably wind up mostly poking at the stew and feeding it to the tribbles.]
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He reaches down and rests a hand on the top of her head briefly, rubbing fingers through her hair.]
You'll be okay, Renart.
[And then he'll head for the door.]