[Eun's smile is immediate and broad. It's not a city for her to paint red, but it's no doubt warm and fragrant and peaceful. A sanctuary she could escape to if her own cabin feels too lonely. Privacy is good and she appreciates it, but there is something to be said for the presence of another person.]
You'll be less opposed when I come bearing baked goods.
[Her tone is low and amused as she looks away as they continue to drive. Her father is the baker in the family, and while she's not an expert, she knows how to make cookies, cakes, and scones. She can follow a recipe fairly well.
She hadn't wanted to bake for her old pack. It had been a thing she'd done with her father, too special to offer to the people who never made her feel at home. But Aspen Creek is already so different, and as Asil is the first to greet her and make her feel at ease, he can be the first to enjoy whatever she makes first in the cabin's kitchen.]
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You'll be less opposed when I come bearing baked goods.
[Her tone is low and amused as she looks away as they continue to drive. Her father is the baker in the family, and while she's not an expert, she knows how to make cookies, cakes, and scones. She can follow a recipe fairly well.
She hadn't wanted to bake for her old pack. It had been a thing she'd done with her father, too special to offer to the people who never made her feel at home. But Aspen Creek is already so different, and as Asil is the first to greet her and make her feel at ease, he can be the first to enjoy whatever she makes first in the cabin's kitchen.]
Am I wrong?