[What a mess. Nephry surveys the damage quietly from the doorway. Natalia's made some progress on the cleaning, but there is a long way to go, so she rolls up her sleeves and gets a wet dishcloth soapy to join in the cleaning effort.]
What was it, before it was all this? A pie?
[Doubtless, Natalia already feels bad about the mess; no need to push her most recent cooking failure, or make her feel unnecessarily worse.]
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What was it, before it was all this? A pie?
[Doubtless, Natalia already feels bad about the mess; no need to push her most recent cooking failure, or make her feel unnecessarily worse.]