[Satoshi seems stubborn to her, too, which is another worry. There's a time and a place for it. Even if he still had his memories, she would have doubts as to whether he had the age, experience, or wisdom to be of use to her. Without them, she's even more dubious.
The skewers offer a welcome distraction, though, and she takes one off the plate. It certainly looks good. She takes a bite. The texture of the beef feels unfamiliar in her mouth, being more accustomed to fish but it's not bad. Just different from what she's used to. A bit spicier than what she normally cooks, too.
After she finished chewing and swallowing, Ayumu decides she likes it.]
You're right! This is good. What's this sauce called?
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The skewers offer a welcome distraction, though, and she takes one off the plate. It certainly looks good. She takes a bite. The texture of the beef feels unfamiliar in her mouth, being more accustomed to fish but it's not bad. Just different from what she's used to. A bit spicier than what she normally cooks, too.
After she finished chewing and swallowing, Ayumu decides she likes it.]
You're right! This is good. What's this sauce called?
[It'd be fun to try to replicate it.]