You sell yourself short, Alayne. [ She turns her gaze from the simmering pot to the sweet young woman beside her, feeling a wave of affection. Alayne is all sweetness, and modesty; the very image of the perfect young lady, and Lara feels this need to keep her safe, to ensure that no one takes advantage of that sweetness.

This must be what having a sibling feels like, though it lacks the bickering she's heard so much about. ] You're no top chef, that's true, but you're doing a lot better than most; I can only imagine you'll get even better as times goes on.