( ship catch-all ) its straight stem is hollow inside

[soups]

CHARACTERS: Jiang Yanli & You!
LOCATION: Various locations around the ship
DATE: Post mission, onward
CONTENT: Various prompts for their time in between missions!
WARNINGS: Will be added to top levels as necessary

⇢ FOOD STORAGE: after carrying a large weight for months, jiang yanli finally has a crying jag
⇢ KITCHEN: soup's on! you help make the soup!
⇢ SIMULATION ROOM: welcome to simulated lotus pier, where everything's made but and the lotus seeds don't matter
⇢ ITEM TELEPORTATION PLATFORM: jiang yanli has finally made the decision to update her wardrobe...
⇢ SHARED BEDROOM: ...and is now terrified of what her roommate might think of the idea.

Comments

[softmouth]

[What emotional problems could be? Dusty's got his own hang-ups, mostly around being slow to process what he's feeling and acting out before he really understands why, but it's a long, slow slope of learning.]

I thought you might've. It's one of those things that's pretty universal among most cultures, at least in my experience. You should show me how to make yours sometime.

[He watches as she hops up on the stool and once she's down and ready to head back to the kitchen, then smiles when she says she's excited to learn a new way to make soup.]

Oh? You a big soup fan? I mean, it's one of those dishes you can't really go wrong with, right? I started mine by making chicken stock...

[The explanation of how he's made the soup up to the point he's at manages to get them back to the kitchen, and he heads right over to check the pot.]

Where were you from? Some part of Earth? Maybe I'll recognize it.

[soups]

I adore soup. It's something of my area of expertise. My home's specialty soup requires certain things that don't come in the average supply drops, so I'll have to ask Viveca for the proper ingredients again.

❰ she made it once before for those who come from her same world, but only kept it for them. it seemed most fair, after all. most other people got familiar foods from home all the time.

they discuss the intricacies of dusty's soup until they reach the kitchen, and jiang yanli hefts the bag of rice onto the counter before moving to the sink area to roll up her sleeves, beginning to wash her hands. ❱

Our encompassing territories are referred to as China, but I'm specifically of the Yunmeng Jiang clan. I married into another clan, but I'll always be a first daughter of Yunmeng Jiang. Our world makes pots of soup over an open flame, not a stove.