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[ichaer]

[ Sometime in the middle of the night. ]

Do you know how to make cookies?

[thecookery]

[Maker's breath, Ciri. Do you know how little sleep she already gets most nights? You are getting such a half-awake grumbling at.]

...do you have any idea what time it is?

[ichaer]

[ Welcome to the shitty sleep club, we meet on Fridays and everyone gets a jacket. ]

Late... ish.[ She'd get up but a dog is sleeping on top of her at the moment. ] So is that a yes or a no?

[thecookery]

[A jacket? What about a snuggie instead?

Also, siiiiiiiigh.] Yes. Why?

[ichaer]

[ We could definitely work it in somehow. ]

Halamshiral's terrible excuse for cookies made me think about these cookies I used to get when I lived in Denerim. I wanted to try making them but I'm shit when it comes to baking.

[thecookery]

And now sounded like the time to ask me about it?

[She rubs at her eyes and grumbles indistinctly...]

What kind were they?

[ichaer]

Obviously.

[ You love it. ]

Shortbread cookies, I think. It's been awhile but they had these drops of jam right in the middle of them.

[thecookery]

[She nods, too tired to think about how pointless the gesture is.]

I know the kind. So... what? You expect me to walk you through making them or something?

[ichaer]

At least make sure I don't burn anything down, I wouldn't want you out of a job. [ She chuckles. ]

I'll make it worth the trouble.

[thecookery]

Good luck with that.

[Does she mean the not burning or the making it worth it? The world may never know~~]

Are you doing this now or- or what?

[ichaer]

Lucky is my middle name.

[ She wishes because she, in truth, has too many names. ]

I wish but they lock the main gates up at night. I'd try and climb the walls but I'm sure someone would just shoot me.

[thecookery]

[She lets out a huff of breath that's almost a laugh.]

Sweets might not be the cause to die over, no. Though it'd make a good song round the tavern probably.

[ichaer]

Something like: Ciri the Warden wasn't very wise, she tried to climb the wall and got shot in the eye?

[ Okay, she has to chuckle. ] Not the greatest legacy.

[thecookery]

Maybe they'll rename the cookie after you at least.

[ichaer]

People have had their name bestowed on sillier things. My grandmother would be proud.

[thecookery]

She a big fan of baked goods?

[ichaer]

Hmm... not really, she was always too serious even for something like sweets. She'd have them with tea sometimes but it was my grandfather that had the big sweet tooth of the two.

[thecookery]

[It takes a little while for her to respond. She's not really sure what to say to that or if she should ask more or what?? Talking to people is so weird and baffling.]

You were close with them?

[ichaer]

[ Isn't that the truth of the matter and talking about family? Even weirder. ]

My grandmother was a really serious woman. I can probably count on one hand the number times I ever saw her smile but my grandfather was the exact opposite. I guess we were as close as family could be.

[thecookery]

[Avery gives a little hum to acknowledge that she heard her, but hesitates again on what she's supposed to say. Does she... Does she share something in return?]

I never knew mine. Grandparents, I mean.

It was just me and mum.

[ichaer]

It was just the three of us for as long as I could remember.

[ Them and the servants but she barely remembers them either. Just the inside of her bedroom and forever being lost in winding halls. ]

Do you keep in touch with your mom?

[thecookery]

We write... sometimes. I'm not very good at it.

[ichaer]

I was never good at writing letters either. She always said I rattled on too much about anything or everything whenever I did when I was younger.

[ Hmm. ] I'm planning on going back there... to Ferelden and to Denerim. I always wondered where they were buried.

[thecookery]

["Hmm" indeed.]

When were you there last?

[ichaer]

It's probably been around... eight years or so since I was in Ferelden. Eleven years since I saw Denerim, give or take some time.