Mia Grant ignored him, her head lowered as she quietly prepared the seasonings.
While she was busy at the stove, Hayes Hughes kept busy as well, cleaning up the cutting board and condiment bottles behind her.
Mia Grant never once looked back at him.
At the dining table, Mia Grant put down the fish, untied her apron, and sat down.
Hayes Hughes sat down to her right and handed her the chopsticks.
Mia Grant took them with her left hand and, without waiting for him, started picking up food and eating.
Hayes Hughes watched her hold the chopsticks somewhat awkwardly, pursed his lips, and said, "I really never noticed you were left-handed before."
Mia Grant tasted a bite of the fish and nodded in satisfaction. "It tastes pretty good."
'My skills haven't gotten rusty.'
Hayes Hughes also picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, praising, "It's delicious. Much better than my cooking."
