The group's attention returned to Aisha as she continued her work in the kitchen. She moved with a graceful efficiency as her hands kneaded and folded the dough with practiced precision. "What are you making?" Eleanor asked for the second time, this time more curious, as she originally thought only black mold could be made in the kitchen.
But again, Aisha refused to answer as she smiled enigmatically, "It's a surprise...Just wait and watch"
This confident Attitude made Eleanor more uneasy as she bit her lips in nervousness 'Did I make a mistake, but there's no way a saintess like her can cook, and I can't' she thought to herself with a grave look.
Aisha slid the baking sheet into the oven and set a timer before she turned around to face us. "It should be ready soon," she said calmly. "In the meantime, would anyone like some tea?"
Iris raised an eyebrow, impressed despite not liking how it's turning around herself. "Tea," she repeated her words, "You know how to make tea."
