CT nods, settling their hand back in her lap and stroking soft semi-circles with her thumb across the back where she'd kissed. Any nerves in her have faded entirely.

"Colour me curious, though I don't think I'm that kind of fearless," she says with a giggle. "But that would be nice, yeah. I've been back to eating whatever room service has on offer since the NPCs came back, but things others make here is... different, no matter what it is or how it's made. I mean, I'm sure it's not in substance, but... you know."

The communal function of sharing a meal, maybe. That had been something nice about the soup kitchen set-up.