Xiangling's heart is racing. Keqing knows, she knows and she's going to be angry, and for all Xiangling is good at thinking on her feet when it comes to improvising a recipe, that doesn't equate to thinking on her feet when it comes to cooking up a good excuse. "Um, uh--" she begins.
And then it all spills out.
"I'm sorry, Keqing!" she says, clapping her hands together and holding them above her head, bowing in apology. The words come out like a river. "The peppers-- they're a little bit weird, you know! Um, they're supposed to make you a little hot-- not hot, like-- like you know, kinda... hot--" Her cheeks are burning.
"I thought that, you know, since you always have so much trouble relaxing when we-- when we do it-- you might like the help getting in the mood! I'm sorry, I kept wanting to tell you but I didn't know how to bring it up!"
The words are out. She exhales. At least they haven't eaten yet.
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Xiangling's heart is racing. Keqing knows, she knows and she's going to be angry, and for all Xiangling is good at thinking on her feet when it comes to improvising a recipe, that doesn't equate to thinking on her feet when it comes to cooking up a good excuse. "Um, uh--" she begins.
And then it all spills out.
"I'm sorry, Keqing!" she says, clapping her hands together and holding them above her head, bowing in apology. The words come out like a river. "The peppers-- they're a little bit weird, you know! Um, they're supposed to make you a little hot-- not hot, like-- like you know, kinda... hot--" Her cheeks are burning.
"I thought that, you know, since you always have so much trouble relaxing when we-- when we do it-- you might like the help getting in the mood! I'm sorry, I kept wanting to tell you but I didn't know how to bring it up!"
The words are out. She exhales. At least they haven't eaten yet.