Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20151119225003/@comment-7497475-20151127060008

Moving next to the stove, Noir eye'd his work closely. Touha was infinitly more successful than she'd ever been so far. But now she felt something completely out of character for her. Embarrassment. She didn't want to have to ask him to teach her something, let alone something like how to cook. It should have been beneath her. Noir took a moment to figure out how to keep her dignity while asking for his help.

"Think you'd be good enough to teach me?"

And as soon as the words left her mouth, regret replaced them. To keep herself from screwing things up further, she ran a finger along the metal slab next to the chicken. The heat and oil didn't bother the metal of her hand at all, but the action was meant to take Touha's attention away from her slightly red cheeks.