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[Tieria rarely came by the kitchen at the shelter anymore, but he wanted to borrow something. He did not expect to see Sasha cooking enough food to feed the entire prison. He paused in the doorway, surprised, gawking a little at what she had laid out.]
G-good morning. Um. Are you expecting guests? [Yes, she had offered, but, if she was cooking specifically for people, he didn't want to impose.]