Date: 2015-10-04 12:20 am (UTC)
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"You'd be surprised," she deadpans, mostly joking, a little defensive. She's been doing okay on noodles. And she adores Noah, but as far as she knows, he's from the same sort of background that, with the exception of Adam, the rest of her Raven Boys are. She doubts he's ever had to live on instant noodles. He had a Mustang; she hates even thinking about that car now, but there's nothing to make her think Noah is in any way experienced with budgeting. "Anyway," she softens, "I'm not going to get -- scurvy -- or something. I've got tangerines," she offers, picking one up to toss into the air in one hand. "And eggs."

She misses real, homecooked food, misses 800 kinds of tea, casseroles, pie -- but she also misses her mom, and Persephone and both of them are as gone as each other, here, and it's not something she wants to think too hard about. It's better to take care of herself and have to focus on that.

"I mean, if you're offering to cook for me," she teases gently, bumping him with her hip.

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