Sarah failed to respond in any meaningful way when Nathaniel named the dish they were preparing. Instead, she had found the pot Diego's ghostly stalker had bend out of shape. She poked it curiously, before returning her attention to the two. Curiously looking at what Nathaniel was doing, Sarah listened to Jenny's stammering.<i> "Don't stop any budding romance on my account here, I'll just ask ISIS to fry some corn while I watch."</i>She smirked, then shrugged.<i> "Really girl, hiding that blush of yours only makes you look cuter."</i>Sarah turned the ruined pot upside down, as if trying to figure out how it got bend out of shape like that.<br/><br/>When she finally answered Jenny's question, Sarah had put the pot back down again.<i>"I honestly haven't done anything more than just roast or warm something over an open fire, so if you want me to help you got to tell me what to do."</i>Despite her offer of help, she still kept her distance from the two. Perhaps she was honest about not wanting to get in their way, or perhaps she was simply being awkward around people again. In either case, the platinum haired girl with her red eyes had fallen silent again, absentmindedly looking through the open door into the living room where the TV still showed the batman cartoon.<i>"Sorry if I'm not much help, still getting used to people actually...talking back to me like I'm a normal human being..."</i><br/><br/>Sarah leaned against the counter, still not looking at the two.<i>"Fuck, I just feel like...I want to say what's on my mind but I'm likely going to annoy or disturb you two."</i>Smacking her palm against her face she sighed.<i>"Well fuck, this is just as bad as the talks with that EAP doctor. Just telling me what to do with this cooking shit?"</i>She demonstratingly picked up a random pan, showing both her willingness to help as well as her ignorance to the whole cooking process.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>