[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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... 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.]