"Why couldn't your cook make cakes? She can't be a very good cook if she can't make cakes," she reasoned. "I love cooking. I learned with my mother. I can't remember not knowing how to cook. It started with easy things, mix the batter, measure things, stir the eggs, and then it got more complicated." She shrugged. "You're a man. There's nothing wrong if you don't know how to cook."
She really never considered 'settling'. She knew that with her family, there would be no settling ever. They'd fight and fight, regardless of the dimension, and if they found their way home, they'd fight some more. "I guess it all depends on what you mean by settling down permanently. Going home? Honestly, I knew a month into this that we'd never go home again, even if the issue is solved. Making a life with people who aren't part of the group? Oh, I knew that wasn't possible pretty early on." It was why she had tried to kill herself. "Even with no external problems, you can never tell other people the truth, you can never trust them. How can you ever have a real relationship when you're lying all the time?"
Savannah smiled. "I know people think I'm crazy, but when I say that we're all family, I'm not just making things up. This is it. This is our world. We stick together, because the alternative is a very fake and lonesome life."