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Shunyi: “Well! I guess I’ll be off then.”

He pulled them out of the soup. "Nope, you're going to help me remake the soup you ruined."

Shunyi: “Ah. Yes. OK.” She said, dripping soup.

"You have no idea how to cook, do you?"

Shunyi: “I made lemonade once.”

He started to laugh.

Shunyi: She crossed her arms. “It totally counts!”

He stopped laughing. "So, what to do with you..."

Shunyi: “Not trick your customers into thinking my dead body is pork, ideally.”

He started to laugh again. "Nah, you'd taste terrible."

Shunyi: “Yay! Wait.. you say that like you serve human flesh often enough that you can tell by looking at me.”

"Eh, some of my customers have..... unusual tastes."

Shunyi: the colour drained from her face.

He laughed harder. "You actually believed me!?"

Shunyi: “What? N-no, that’d just be stupid........”

He grinned, managing to stop laughing. "alright, how'd you actually get here?"

Shunyi: “Oh right... uh, where you’re from, is there some witch burning culture?”

"Nope."

(gone))

Shunyi: “Alright, if you say so!” She teleported to the shelf above them, holding her hands behind her back, a big grin on her face.