[No, it wouldn't be the same, but he can only hope that his cooking skills will suffice and be enough. At the very least it's not as if she has high standards. Food on Mars was, well, terrible. Anything was a step up from it in that sense.
Ah...how's he going to eat his soup if she keeps looking at him with those big, beautiful green eyes of hers? He'll end up drowning in them if he's not careful. It's amazing really, how contagious her excitement is. He'd almost forgotten what it was like to feel excited about anything.]
Maybe we can cook some simple dishes together, in the future.
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[No, it wouldn't be the same, but he can only hope that his cooking skills will suffice and be enough. At the very least it's not as if she has high standards. Food on Mars was, well, terrible. Anything was a step up from it in that sense.
Ah...how's he going to eat his soup if she keeps looking at him with those big, beautiful green eyes of hers? He'll end up drowning in them if he's not careful. It's amazing really, how contagious her excitement is. He'd almost forgotten what it was like to feel excited about anything.]
Maybe we can cook some simple dishes together, in the future.