[ Poor Ignis... space is not treating him kindly at all. ]
It seems like it. Artificial sunlight goes only so far.
[ But it's a challenge she's willing to accept... if other people can do it, so can they. His smile, as brief as it may be, is something she's still very glad to see. ]
Indeed... although I am not sure what is worse. This gelatinous goop or an actual solid vegetable... perhaps we should ask him.
[ Because that's actually something she's been wondering as well -- in the prince's mind, which is worse: gel goop or an actual, healthy vegetable... ]
The next time we are stationed on a planet, we can go looking for planters and things to put in them together. I'm sure that between the two of us, we will be able to figure it out. Ah, I agree with you. You are not obligated to be available for cooking things constantly.
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It seems like it. Artificial sunlight goes only so far.
[ But it's a challenge she's willing to accept... if other people can do it, so can they. His smile, as brief as it may be, is something she's still very glad to see. ]
Indeed... although I am not sure what is worse. This gelatinous goop or an actual solid vegetable... perhaps we should ask him.
[ Because that's actually something she's been wondering as well -- in the prince's mind, which is worse: gel goop or an actual, healthy vegetable... ]
The next time we are stationed on a planet, we can go looking for planters and things to put in them together. I'm sure that between the two of us, we will be able to figure it out. Ah, I agree with you. You are not obligated to be available for cooking things constantly.
[ No stove slave duties for you, Iggy. ]