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Mar. 6th, 2019 09:32 pm"These are all the recipes?" Mig flipped through the datapad and then looked at the jars of sauces and salsas.
"Yes, but you'll have to learn how to adjust them for what you have and what you like." That was a constant part of Cassian's cooking, to find the right taste with what he had available. "Its not always going to taste exactly like home."
"But more like home?" The question in Mig's voice was one Cassian didn't have an easy answer for, because sometimes having the right smells and spices was enough to call up Fest, but not always.
"Yes, more," That was true.
"I'll try one of them tonight. Yna has a message for you about someone who might talk." Mig turned serious as he carefully repacked the sauces and put away his datapad. "They're going to come here."
As he said it, there was tapped out code on the hangar door and Mig went to open it up. Cassian tensed with his hand lightly on his blaster just to be safe. Yna and Ty stepped through and nodded to them.
Mig was still smiling as he switched over to Basic from Festian, "I have new recipes to try."
"Good, we were able to get what we needed." Yna said, Cassian could see the tenseness in her posture and stood up, coming towards her with his hands open.
"And I should move on," He didn't want to crowd them and as he passed Yna gave him a datachip, also he felt the thrum of his comm. Draven had mentioned a mission coming his way, he pushed the thought of what it might be down until he'd left the hangar completely. He needed to be the strong, constant sign of the Rebellion here.
"Yes, but you'll have to learn how to adjust them for what you have and what you like." That was a constant part of Cassian's cooking, to find the right taste with what he had available. "Its not always going to taste exactly like home."
"But more like home?" The question in Mig's voice was one Cassian didn't have an easy answer for, because sometimes having the right smells and spices was enough to call up Fest, but not always.
"Yes, more," That was true.
"I'll try one of them tonight. Yna has a message for you about someone who might talk." Mig turned serious as he carefully repacked the sauces and put away his datapad. "They're going to come here."
As he said it, there was tapped out code on the hangar door and Mig went to open it up. Cassian tensed with his hand lightly on his blaster just to be safe. Yna and Ty stepped through and nodded to them.
Mig was still smiling as he switched over to Basic from Festian, "I have new recipes to try."
"Good, we were able to get what we needed." Yna said, Cassian could see the tenseness in her posture and stood up, coming towards her with his hands open.
"And I should move on," He didn't want to crowd them and as he passed Yna gave him a datachip, also he felt the thrum of his comm. Draven had mentioned a mission coming his way, he pushed the thought of what it might be down until he'd left the hangar completely. He needed to be the strong, constant sign of the Rebellion here.
