What kept me from cooking was two toaster fires, five trips to the ER, and the word of a gourmet chef that what I made for him under his tutelage was the worst thing he had ever tasted. And. If I am to be perfectly honest?

[She sighs a little and looks out over the snow.] Pride. The continued and repeated failures I have had in this area, without sufficient time to set aside to better learn the craft, I contented myself with eating out, or letting Remy do the cooking.

[A little surprised at his sincerity, Adele turns her attention back to Helios and cannot help but smile at least a little bit.] I look forward to our continued lessons, then.