"I might classify baking as an art if you decorate but since I'm not actually like a culinary queen and don't do the whole artsy fartsy plate crap... I just cook," she countered easily. Dorcas giggled a little at the way he seemed to shovel food in his mouth. At least he was enjoying it. She scooped a little more onto her fork, taking a small bite and the time to chew.
At the offer of ice cream, she swallowed a little too quickly. Coughing a bit, she shook her head. When her airway was nice and clear, she took a drink of water then finally answered verbally, "Oh, no. That's alright. I need to cut down on my sweets." Yes, she was having an 'I'm getting fat' moment but without saying it. "Yeah. She kind of saved me from a lot of things so now that she's gone, I feel like I need to keep to her plan."