[Maketh drinks some water, to start. It's not the same as the whiskey, doesn't give that warm sort of comfort, but she's beyond the age where she can really enjoy passing out drunk. Especially in the current company. That would be awkward.] Oh. That's...fortunate.
[Theoretically, Maketh can cook. She just hasn't in a few years. Thus far she's been happy surviving on canned goods and whatever Amos feels like sharing. This looks - good, she supposes. Probably not stuffed with human remains.]
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[Theoretically, Maketh can cook. She just hasn't in a few years. Thus far she's been happy surviving on canned goods and whatever Amos feels like sharing. This looks - good, she supposes. Probably not stuffed with human remains.]