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[windyflower]

[After an interesting conversation a while back, Fuuka couldn't help but wonder a few things. While she was new at being a trainer, she didn't want to seem like a heavy to her fellow friends. Sure, she was still getting use to making and creating new things but the fact was? It was going to take her some time.

As Fuuka was wandering around the city, she simply stared at the pieces of chicken she created. While she knew better than to cook anything, if she wanted to get any better, she had to listen to other people. Even if those harsh words were going to hurt her.

With a heavy gulp in her throat, she gave a nervous chuckle as she prepared herself for the worst]

U-Um...excuse me, do you think you can try this? I want to hear what you think about it?

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[conquerorofwaves]

[He takes a few bites, glancing to the side thoughtfully. Yikes - he forces himself to swallow, growing up in poverty has some perks, like being able to eat what others refuse.]

Uh.

It's dry.

[What's the best way to say it?]

It taste like it's left it on the grill too long, so all the moisture and flavor's gone.

[windyflower]

[For a few seconds, a sigh of relief escaped through her mouth. Here, she expected something much worse! Of course, that didn't mean she was out of the woods just yet. Instead, she still gave him a concerned look]

I-I see but are you sure you're okay though? You're not feeling sick or feeling ill right?

[You know, just in case?]

[conquerorofwaves]

[He shook his head, his brows knitting more - that's not a very reassuring question to ask someone as he forces another bit of chicken down his throat]

Well... no, it's not greasy - that's generally the only way food can make me sick.

[windyflower]

[Still, Fuuka just mumbled a little. Despite how much he was trying to comfort her, it didn't seem to help all that much. Instead, she kept looking at the ground trying to think of something to say back to him]

But still...it still seems like I made you really sick!