"You did well for a first time. Wait, was it your first time?" Always assuming, she was. She was trying to give him the benefit of the doubt.

"Being a good cook, like all things worth being good at, takes practice. I promise I will always be around and hungry, just so you can get lots of practice." She grinned and touched his cheek softly, then scooped out a healthy portion of the potatoes - from the bottom of the dish.

"So what does mead taste like, exactly? I've never had it before."