"Dinner sounds delightful." Marie answered with a nod. She tried to keep from getting her own spirit down of trying to get Spirit to smile or maybe laugh one day, it certainly looked to be a difficult mission she had chosen. "Do you train every day?" she asked, changing the subjects from pasts to what was the present time. Love. It sucked and was something she wish she would not feel again. The young woman brushed aside her red bangs as she took a few steps closer towards the kitchen. "You don't mind if I watch you cook, do you? I can't cook to save my life but it all looks cool."<br/><br/>Marie could do outstanding things; healing, gymnastics, coming up with ways to enter a building that is under lock down and even crafting a few small devices to get out of a jam. Yet cooking evaded her no matter how hard she tried, that and dancing, those two things would forever be away from her abilities. At least if anyone in a 10 mile ratios wanted to not visit the ER.