Tourist Mingle!

[got_it_memorized]

[Well, Tourists, your captain is feeling a little foolish after napping for an entire month. There are a couple of you he's hardly even met yet, so let's have us a mingle and get to know one another. The way-stations don't have a lot of interesting stuff, really, but sometimes putting three not terribly interesting things together makes something awesome. Like s'mores. That's right, everyone, you're all getting a text telling you to drop by the kitchen, where Axel will be tending a little fire. Don't worry, it's magic, so we're not gonna get smoked out. Chocolate, marshmallows, and graham crackers will be provided, but we don't have any sticks, sorry. Guess you'll have to roast your marshmallows on a fork.

[Come chat, come eat, come glower at merrymaking if you're Fenris.]

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[thatwhichyields]

[A name to go with it. But a name that didn't appear to be particularly useful. Her brow creases - lightly, delicately, a movement trained to not cause wrinkles since her earliest years.

She does, however, take one of the treats and holds it in her hands trying not to look like she was examining the offering. From a distance it smelled sweet, and she couldn't insult him by taking a more obvious sniff before nibbling the corner.

Her eyes widen in surprise, and then drift half-shut in pleasure]

What is in this? It's delightful!

[got_it_memorized]

You've really never had one before? I figured these were kinda staple, no matter where you're from. [He scoots over and offers her a fork with a marshmallow on it.] It's just cookie, chocolate, and marshmallow. Here, hold that over the fire and I'll show you how to assemble it.

[He breaks off two squares of graham cracker and a block of chocolate and holds them up, then points at the marshmallow.] When it's toasted on the outside and squishy on the inside, then it's done, and you put it on top of the chocolate, and then you smush the other graham cracker down so it's like a sandwich.