Watched Hotaru work and she was getting the mixing a little wrong so she gently took hr hand. "Like this. It's like a rice ladle. You cut through it." Showed her and let go when she was getting the hang of it.
While she worked, Michiru set to stretching and measuring the grape flavoured taffy like candy for one of the types of sushi. She smiled up to the foster mother who brought the three of them a ginger ale. And the old woman seemed very pleased. "So, Hotaru-chan... Is it alright if I call you that? But yes... What do you like to do?"