Kendra was cooking a little bit of rice for herself. Just plain white rice. Though she hadn't decided what else she wanted with it. Typically she tended to know what she wanted on the dot, because after eating, there would be training. Physically or through research and studying. There was no time for idle thought. However, she was trying something new. She was forcing herself to try something new. She had come in wanting chicken with her rice before she convinced herself to make the rice first and then to spontaneously pick something from the fridge. That might not have seen like a big deal for someone else but to her, even if it was just with herself, it mattered greatly. Trying what she wanted. Even if she was still struggling to figure that out.
Kendra heard someone approaching. Looking up she took in the person for a moment before saying, "Hello." Because while she wasn't the most social individual she did have manners. She knew how to be polite and could act on it as well.