The prospective effects of the peppers are one thing, but Xiangling is nothing else if not a chef first and foremost. So she savors the bite, trying to work out the different flavors, trying to get a hint of something new in the mix. But... there's nothing new. It tastes just like every time she's cooked this recipe with these peppers. "Huh," she muses out loud. "It really doesn't taste any different to me. But you definitely got the right ones, so maybe it's not supposed to?"

It's good, though. Nice and crispy, just like she knows how to make it. Xiangling chews her next bite, rolling it around in her mouth, and swallows.

She gives Keqing a toothy smile. "No idea! It just said in the book that it's a side effect. It'll probably take a little bit to kick in, don't you think?" At least the food is good.

She sidles a little closer to Keqing, the free hand (not holding food) gently resting on hers. "Let me know if you start feeling anything, okay?"

Come to think of it, her face is a little hot. But that could just be Keqing being cute.