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That Was My Intuition (Part One)

Heartslabyul Dorm - Riddle's Room
  • knock knock*

It's open. Come in.

Hey, it's me. Are you done writing that report for the housewarden meeting?

I've long since finished. Here. See for yourself.

Sheesh, Riddle. That's quite the sizable stack of documents you're working through. You want this delivered to the headmage, I take it?

If you could. I still have other reports to sort out.

All right, consider it done. Don't work too hard, huh?
Be back soon.

For goodness' sake... Trey always was a worrier.
Still, I won't finish up on schedule if I dawdle. Better to get these tasks over with quickly.
Let's see. That just leaves...the registration paperwork for the interdorm Spelldrive tournament.
*sigh* Why am I not surprised Azul wrote this? He's outlined so many rules that merely READING them is tedious...and that's coming from me.
  • drizzle*

Oh. It's raining. I was so deep in paperwork that I hadn't even stopped to notice the weather.
It's coming down pretty hard. The weather report didn't mention anything about this.
...I hope Trey brought an umbrella with him.
Cafeteria

ACHOO!

!

Ugh, sorry about that. I know you're eating.

You coming down with something, Trey?

Really, now. Didn't I tell you to stay warm and get yourself to bed early last night?

Ha ha, I wish I could've. I was up late finishing my homework.
Which means this is on me, not you, Riddle.

Hmph...

Hold up, Trey. Why are you apologizing to Riddle? He's fine and dandy. YOU'RE the one who caught a cold here.
I'm not in on this, but I smell a story. C'mon, spill the tea!

It's no big deal, really...

Trey got caught in the rain yesterday while he was running an errand on my behalf.

Oh yeah, I guess it DID rain! Talk about bad timing, huh, Trey?

Yeah, seriously... ACHOO!

Do you have a fever at all, Trey?

I took my temperature this morning, and I'm pretty sure I'm fine.

I suggest taking it again after dinner. You don't seem to have much of an appetite.

Hey, yeah, you haven't even touched your plate. Maybe you should go to the nurse's office.

You guys are making a mountain out of a molehill. I'm fine. Just feeling a little sluggish, is all.

Then at least eat something easy on the system. Want me to pick up some soup for you?

Again, you don't have to make a whole production out of th—ACHOO!
Urgh...

See that? It IS a big deal. Riddle, I'ma walk Trey home to the dorm, okay? Back in a flash.

......
Library

Trey just keeps getting worse. If I don't do something to help, my competence as a dorm leader will be called into question.
Where are the cookbooks...? Ah, here we are. Let's see if I can find a nice, hot soup to soothe his cold symptoms.
Spicy curry soup, red pepper and tomato soup, garlic pork habanero soup...
These would definitely warm the body up, but they'd also probably upset his stomach. Hm.

Hello, young man. Is something troubling you?

Hm? Oh, you're Lilia from Diasomnia. I didn't hear you coming up behind me at all.

You were rather absorbed in your work. Looking for something?
Ah, is that a cookbook you're holding?

Er, no, it's just...

Do you actually cook? I thought the vice housewarden was in charge of that.

Ordinarily, he is, but—

Aha! Now I see. Trey tried to downplay it, but he's grappling with a cold, isn't he?

How did you know?

We're in the same classes. It would be harder NOT to notice someone sneezing all day.
Let me guess: You want to make him a mild soup that he'll be able to keep down?

You infer correctly. I'm partly responsible for the shape he's in, you see.

Mm-hm. I'm no stranger to seeing people struggle with things outside of their usual element.
In fact, it takes me back. Silver's been through this whole song and dance many a time.

I am NOT "struggling," as you put it. All I need to do is find a recipe, and I'll be done here.

Something tells me you won't find one.

What makes you so sure?

Heh. The fact that I've looked for the same thing in here before.
Mild, cold-busting soups are so simple to make that cookbooks never bother detailing them.
That speaks to the arrogance of cooking experts.

Well, fine. I'll have to come up with something other than soup to serve, then.

Not so fast, my dear Riddle. I'll teach you how to make one.

You will?!

That Was My Intuition (Part Two)

Heartslabyul Dorm - Kitchen

Brrr. It certainly gets cold in here at night.

A kitchen is full of heat sources, silly. Of course it's cooler in here when not in use.
We should probably get down to business if you want to finish this soup before Trey goes to bed.

Right. Where to start...? Oh, I'll need a pot, right?

Mm-hm. And water, and seasonings.

How much water do I need? And please don't say "use your own discretion."

Just measure out however much you think he'd eat. We'll adjust our spices by taste-testing as we go.

Judging by his usual appetite... About three cups should be safe.

Splendid. You're well on your way! As they say, baby steps.
Next, you add soup stock by the spoonful. I can't recall the precise ratio, so let's go with...four spoonfuls per cup.

All right. That makes twelve spoonfuls total.

Now you just have to fine-tune the flavor and boil it. Unfortunately, there's a lot of intuition involved with that first part.

Ugh. I specifically asked you to stay quantitative. Can one really make good food on instinct alone?
What do I "instinctively" add, anyway? I suppose some salt to start with?

Salt's a safe standby. I mean it when I say "season to taste," though. Let me put it this way: What suits YOUR palate?

I like strawberry tarts, but one can't exactly put those in a soup.

Can't you? It seems to me like putting in foods you like is a good way to whet the appetite.
As for other options, I'd pick nourishing ingredients. Ginger, garlic, eggs...
In my home, bananas and yogurt are staples!

You put that in soup...?
Well, I suppose it IS important to maximize nutrient absorption. What quantity do you suggest?

That's where intuition comes in! The more nutrients you put in, the faster he'll recover.

I see... Then a heavy hand would be wise here.

When I last made this, I added chili pepper too.
Silver practically sprang out of his seat after one slurp. It was like he'd been liberated from a curse!

W-wouldn't stimulants be counterproductive here? Anyway, I think that should do it for my seasonings.

What? You're not putting anything else in?

That's right. I let thoughts of Trey guide me. That was my intuition.

If you say so. Now all you have to do is boil it, and you're done.

Understood. Where should I set the heat? Medium? It's giving off a rather...pungent odor.
Heartslabyul Dorm - Trey's Room

...Achoo!
Hm? Who's at the door this late?
...Ah.

I turn that back upon you. What are YOU doing up "this late"?

I've been napping since I got back to the dorm, honest. I'm feeling a little better now, so I'm taking care of some homework.
Anyway, what's that you've got there?

Homemade soup. It was my first go at such a thing, so I'm not sure how well it turned out.
No pressure if you'd rather not partake. I'll eat it for breakfast tomorrow if it doesn't suit you.

No, I'd be happy to have some. Thanks, Riddle. You didn't have to do that.

Certainly. I'll be going now. I bid you good eve.

  • slurp*

H-hold on, you needn't eat it in my presence! Relax and have your meal in peace!

  • sip* *cough* *gulp* I mean, you went to the trouble of making it, so I wanted to try some and give you feedback.
    Not a bad first effort, my friend. Thanks.

Er, well, I— ACHOO!

Uh, Riddle?

Ugh. How are you supposed to get well when it's so chilly in here?
I suggest you turn up the heat and go back to sleep.

You too, Riddle. It's gonna get cold tonight.

Even now, you worry about me? Really, Trey, you ought to think about yourself for once.
School Infirmary
The next day...

...ACHOO! Urgh... A chill just ran down my spine...

Take care of yourself, Riddle. I'm going back to the classroom now, okay?

Right. Thank you for walking me to the nurse's office during class. Sorry for the trouble. Achoo!
The nurse isn't in, but there's an open bed, so I can probably manage well enough on my own.
Ugh. First things first, I'll take my temperature. Oh, I should get an ice pack, too.

How careless of me. I can't believe I came down with a cold...
Oh, I forgot to change out of my lab coat.
But taking it off now...just seems like... more trouble than it's worth...
Zzz... Zzz......

Mm?
Ah! Oh no! What time is it?!

Class is out for the day. Good morning, Riddle.

Trey? What are you doing here?

I heard you were sleeping in the nurse's office, so I came to check up on you. How're you feeling?

I'm feeling better al— ACHOO!

Sounds to me like you're still in rough shape. Just take it easy for the rest of the day. We can head back to the dorm when you're settled.

  • sigh* How the tables have turned since yesterday.

Ha ha. I guess they have.
Thanks for the soup, by the way. I finished the whole batch off.

...You're an utter fool, you know that?

Hm?

Nothing. Never mind. I can walk now, so I'll get back to the dorm and go to bed.

Want an escort?

No thank y— AAAAACHOO!

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