[Big yikes, but this is certainly... illuminating. With any luck, Amber will retain what she's learned here and not cause anyone's untimely death (or her own) through the power of her very deadly cooking.

But like— yeah?! Did that have to sound so lewd? Unfortunately for Diluc, his mind goes there, heart beating noticeably faster against Amber's back before, blessedly, it's time to plate the steak and withdraw. He should've opened a window in here.]

That's the plan, is it not? Though I did intend to eat your cooking, we'll call this one a collaborative effort.

[He's just gonna slide open a window to bring in some fresh air before heading to the dining table to eat their mutual handiwork. He... feels a bit silly saying this, but—]

Good work, Amber. It's delicious.