Gloria
*Terrel's head would cock to the side at the mention of being a traveling cook. He's met quite a few cooks on his own travels, but most typically limited their cooking around dishes containing meat in them. At his introduction, Terrel would give a dip of his head before shifting to slide off his horse.*"Terrel Bales."*He'd say in response, lightly grabbing onto his horse's lead and tugging him forwards.*"A cook, eh? What kind of recipes do you have."
Oscar
_Krikka Feest lived up to his namesake... Sort of. Always attempting to create feasts for many, many people who came. Not many did, since he wasn't so well known. Even if he acted like he was._

"Lamb stews, pork rinds, cricket and rice, noodle soups. Many recipes, and still yearning to learn more!" _One of those perhaps was odd, but don't worry. He only ever used small insects._
Gloria
*Terrel would raise an eyebrow as he mentioned each of the dishes, counting out all the ones with meat in them and bugs it seemed? Part of the Elf wondered if it would be wrong to consider it cannibalism in a way, so he simply decided not to critique the choice. It seemed like there were a lot of options still out there, so he would simply say:*"Seems like you have a variety, ever tried out different making vegetable soups?"*The Elf seemed to be suggesting it. At this rate, he might as well be suggesting this to every cook he comes across.*
Oscar
_Truly, the insectiod had time to time experimented with vegetables... Yet he always was drawn to meats and spices. The things he could create, the recipes he could perfect. And also when it came to smaller insects, cannibalism never came to mind. Because no one brought it up, and they were to him animals. Little critters._

"Perhaps. I need to look into that more. I have made leek soup." _Simple, yet with the right touch, elegant. And with potatoes. That's what really made it. And sometimes a little bit of beef to add to the soup. Though that wouldn't be entirely vegetable soup then, now would it?_ "You are one for vegetables?" _He asked, assuming that was the reason that it was asked in the first place._
Gloria
*Terrel would nod, his mouth curling into a grin at the question.*"That I am. I'm afraid I don't share the same interest in meat as, well every other person I come across."*He'd state. It was a bit refreshing to have someone who cooked vegetable meals without just having to go to a tavern. Perhaps the Elf could take him up on that while they were here for the short while. He had the extra free time at least.*"Is it up for sale?"*He'd ask in reference to the leek soup. It wouldn't be bad to get a quick meal for now before he had to set out again and be stuck away from any towns for who knows how long.*
Oscar
_Krikka hesitated for the moment. It was not so rare an occurrence that he would come across someone who preferred plants over meat. Even so... The Qua climbed into the back of his wagon, rummaging around. He had just what was needed._

_The Qua retrieved a pot and a couple of leeks, even a potato. A cutting board was ready as well._ "Set up a fire, side of the road. Fill pot with water, if you would be so mind?"