[ girl what else is she smellin' with that keen nose of hers—

but oh! how fascinating. perhaps this is something similar to neuvillette's refined palate when it comes to water? they've always tasted the same to her, of course, but to each his or her own.

her gaze sweeps from the woman to the skewers. flamin' hop, huh? whatever they are, they certainly do smell good. her mouth waters a little. ]

Well, I suppose there's no harm in trying one and finding out. We wouldn't want all of this gentleman's hard work to go to waste, now would we?

[ is this just a subtle cover-up for how hungry she is right now? don't call her out on it. ]