[Their schedules didn't often allow for a sit-down meal. She was off and about with her own business, and he was constantly busy with expanding and solidifying his empire while also making moves against Piltover. The rare occasion they did have a meal together, it was a brief affair mostly due to the fact that neither of them was patient enough to eat a full meal.

Seafood was one of the few dishes he had worked with. Other protein groups not so much given their rarity in the Undercity as well as their expense. It wasn't pretty, but he considered it edible and at this point, that's all they could expect of him. He watched her settle in the seat across from him, and it was only when she took the lead on eating that he also picked up his utensils and began to cut.]

No. It's been some time since I cooked, but it isn't a complicated recipe. [Make sure it was cooked was the only notation from memory.]

For me, there's a large dog in the fog. It is fleeting, but I know it is stalking me.
[House of the Undercity.] This unusual weather is playing with our senses and our emotions.