[ ...oh wow, that smelled even better once she had it out of the oven.
...and she's offering him one? Welp. He hadn't even asked, but there was no way he'd be able to turn it down, now. ] Thanks, Sasha.
[ Touma picked up the plate, blowing across the surface a bit to wait for it to cool. Then he picked up the chili powder shaker, used his thumb to pop open the cover to the spout-- ]