Sapharon High discussion

Mai pokes her head through the doors of the kitchen. Okay, so going in here to use her sword would be a bad idea.

She knew somebody was in here. Oh well. If they didn't want to be seen, so be it. She walks around the place. She'd never been in a kitchen by herself before. Maids and servants were always there.

Her hand flew to her sword. Narrowing her eyes, she looks at the girl. "I should ask you the same thing."

"Cooking?"

"What about you?" She shot back.

"My excuse was better." Mai mutters.

"No, but since you're here. I don't suppose you know how to cook?" Mai asked.

"Great! We can make cookies!" Mai said happily. It wasn't her fault, the cooks at home would never let her cook on her own often.

She looked at her, as if it was obvious. "Because they taste good."

"I can't cook." Mai stated bluntly.

"Okay. I'll watch you." Mai sat on a chair and waited.

"Um........" Mai trails off. A teacher. The teacher. That woman.

"Nothing." She says quickly.

Mai twirls a loose strand of flaming red hair. "Lunch?" She tried. Her hand flew to her sword, remembering their last victim.