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[sapphirecontess]

Elysium Dormitories after the liberation, open to all

[Musse is nothing if not scrupulously attentive to her duties. As such, she is here to greet the new arrivals as they are brought to the dormitories. Although she is clearly a noble - her demeanor, bearing and method of speech make that obvious - she hopes that this can help to show that she, at least, is firmly on the side of the rebellion. She is here to greet them and to provide what assistance she can in feeding, assigning, and clothing the new residents, as well as helping assess their skills. If nothing else, she's been able to show her use by proving her knack for reading people's abilities and helping assign them to roles that would best suit them.]

Hail and well met. I am Musse Egret, and I'm here to ensure you are properly settled and cared for. If you have any questions, please do not hesitate to ask.

Flotsam Waterlogged Row, open to all

[Somewhat surprisingly, Musse is something of a wallflower in this place but she enjoys coming anyway. The unbridled joy of Corsairs celebrating, swapping stories, and engaging in foolish challenges with each other is special to her. She'd never seen such a thing in her life as a noble, a genuine affection, even love for one's peers and comrades. She always make it a point to come here after a successful mission and soak in the atmosphere. Still, if anyone comes by, she'll make sure to call out. Any moments in this place she can claim for her own are special, after all]

Elysium, Musse's room - private to Maomao

It's been quite busy with the new arrivals. Tell me your thoughts.

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[sapphirecontess]

"I noticed," Musse says with a smile. "Do you want more though? There is plenty to go around, so please, eat as much as you need."

[newmemorywhodis]

Link hum softly. Really, the answer was yes, of course - but when it came down to it, there was something else he wanted more.

"...I want the recipe," he says.

[sapphirecontess]

"That can also be arranged."

Musse seems fairly amused by this exchange. "Are you a chef?"

[newmemorywhodis]

Link blinks. "...You know the recipe?" That's not what he would have expected. She doesn't seem the type to be working here, in this kind of place.

In response to her question, though, he makes a vague noise, somewhere between a negative and a 'maybe'. He cooks, of course - but he isn't a chef. Certainly not in any professional sense. "I like cooking."

[sapphirecontess]

"I do not personally know the recipe, although I could probably figure it out. What I can do is introduce you to the cooks, they're usually happy to share their recipes with the group, especially if the people they share with have interest in helping them. We have many mouths to feed and always need more people who enjoy making food."

[newmemorywhodis]

There's a shift in body language, as Link turns just so slightly towards her. And while he has been generally lacking in expressiveness throughout this conversation - he's oddly blank-faced - there's an intentness to his manner now.

"You need help?" he says. He's not really a chef. He's never worked in a restaurant. But Link is someone who always wants to be useful. Who can't say no to someone in need.