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"We will need meat and helllapenos and soured cream and--" she listed heading into the market and grabbing random things as she spoke. She looked to be in her element here. "I was not very good at being a lady, but I am a very good cook!" she told him with a brilliant smile. "At least I learned one thing properly, no?"

She tossed a thing of meat into the basket after staring at two packs for a long, long time. "Do you do much cooking, senor Kiwi?" she asked him.

"I would very much like to try your sweet berry salad!" Terra said, getting excited. "Let us find the parts for that as well and you can make it as I make our dinner!" she exclaimed, taking his hand and heading for the best fruit she could find. It would be a feast, she decided happily. She enjoyed feasts. "And I will play my violin for you after dinner--I hope you enjoy music!"

"Yes please!" she said excitedly. The fact that he was technically her slave for the day and should have to do what she asked him to do was completely forgotten by this point. She finished paying for the food and started back to the school, excited at the idea of learning a new dance, and perhaps a new recipe! Or part of one, at least. She was certain she could figure something good from trying it!

"Are you a musician, senor Kiwi?" she asked as they walked down the path to school. "I am! My weapon, she is a violin!"

"Well, I am not a perfect musician," she said as the school came into sight. She headed for the gate. "I have more things to learn--and my ability, she is not very good," she admitted. "I can heal--once in a while." She started down the path to the reaper dorm, her skirt swishing around her happily. "But I have hopes to be a better --well, both! That is something good that will come of this school!"

She actually hadn't thought of that when signing up--but Terra always looked at the bright side! Most of the time.

"Si! This is the Dormitorio--the dormitory of the Reapers," she corrected herself. "My room is downstairs. I do not know why they placed me down there--except it is also where mi hermano lives. Maybe that is why?" It had irritated the crap out of her, finding out that Roch was right across from her--it still did sometimes. He was NOISY.

She led the Famine horsemen to stairs in the back, heading down to what had to be an underground level, and to her room. She had no clue she was answering his silent questions. She stopped in front of a door with a beautiful woven piece of cloth hanging on it, and unlocked it, heading in.

"On the counter is fine!" she said, leading him into the kitchen where the counters were clean enough to eat off of already. She placed her bags down and started washing up to get ready to cook. "Would you like to do the fruit salad? There are knives in that drawer!" she said, pointing out the drawer as she bustled around getting ready.

"Well consider mi casa su casa!" Terra said cheerfully as they started to work. "My house is your house, or I should say my dorm is your dorm--feel free to make yourself at home! We will have plenty of time to discuss the differences. I would very much like to learn more about horsemen!"