[ Ellever finds the nearest place to sit down, chuckling quietly when he talks about not knowing about grilled cheese. Her father doesn't know how to cook, either, other than slapping two pieces of bread and some fixings together; it runs in her adoptive family. ]

Since you died... here? Wow, you learn fast. I've tried to look up videos on the internet but, uh, I usually burn everything.

[ It's her attention span that's her downfall, more than anything. Cooking can be dull. Reading isn't. Sometimes she can force herself to focus, but usually she gets absorbed in an article on the internet and — there goes that. ]

I guess you must like it?