Another night, she'll let him take care of everything, start to finish. She's too restless to sit back and watch it all come together. She can make it up to him by leaving him with dish duty while she gets a fire going.
Inside, she rinses her hands in the sink and dries them with a towel. She grabs the knife in his left hand, the handle settling into the palm of her right. There must be a distinction between them but pfft, not with super strength. And she'd rather chop into vegetables anyway.
"Once upon a time." In her twenties, she learned a couple of easy dishes to make with the TV on in the background. One way or another, Trish was paying for the food, but it felt more self-sufficient to put together a meal herself than buy take-out every night. Though that meal was usually pasta. She could've nailed kebabs, if she ever thought to try them. At least the skewering part.
Jess chops the top off the onion and cuts it in half, laying both halves flat on the cutting board. She starts to peel the papery skin from the nearest half and putting it aside in a little pile.
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Inside, she rinses her hands in the sink and dries them with a towel. She grabs the knife in his left hand, the handle settling into the palm of her right. There must be a distinction between them but pfft, not with super strength. And she'd rather chop into vegetables anyway.
"Once upon a time." In her twenties, she learned a couple of easy dishes to make with the TV on in the background. One way or another, Trish was paying for the food, but it felt more self-sufficient to put together a meal herself than buy take-out every night. Though that meal was usually pasta. She could've nailed kebabs, if she ever thought to try them. At least the skewering part.
Jess chops the top off the onion and cuts it in half, laying both halves flat on the cutting board. She starts to peel the papery skin from the nearest half and putting it aside in a little pile.