Shara continued to hum to herself even as she helped herself to her own biscuits that she had created. Oh, cookies and cream! How did that sneak in there? That was not one of her mother's recipes, perhaps her brain was already more set in the mortal world than she realized. Which was probably fine really, she hadn't forgotten her mother's lessons, as demonstrated by the fact that a good many of those were clearly her Biscuits. But most of the citizens of Summerview were going to be expecting Mortal food, so she needed to be able to reach for both.
Besides, it tasted rather good. Didn't stop her from reaching for one of her mother's though, a combination that was closest to...Orchids and lemon? With a bit of salt? Mortal flavors were strange to her still. What, two thousand nine hundred and ninety years was a long time to engrave habits in her brain.
But her fingers paused as the man scooted back from the chair, "Do you not like the tea? You should try the Biscuits," Shara waved one of her mother's at him, "These go best with it. This is my comfort food, so you can trust me on that." Speaking of which, she held her hands in the shape of a mug and focused on it until a matching mug of tea appeared in it, "Oh me? I'm Shara." As if it was a completely normal introduction, bringing her mug up for a sip with a contented sigh.