Aria Rowlett held Brandon Heath's hand and turned to walk outside: "Okay, let's go out. I can't wait to taste how our Minister's first attempt at cooking noodles turned out."
"Aria." Brandon Heath's expression was complex.
Aria looked back at him: "What's wrong?"
"The noodles... they aren't very good. How about I make them for you again in a couple of days? Once I've completely learned how to do it, I will..."
"No need," Aria interrupted him. "I just looked at them and thought they seemed fine."
"But..."
"Alright, let me try them first. You've already cooked them, so don't waste them."
Heath hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
*
At the dining table.
There was a steaming bowl of noodles.
Aria walked over and sat down, while Brandon sat next to her. He watched her pick up the fork, a rare hint of nervousness on his face.
This nervousness was even greater than when he encountered problems at work.
When encountering a problem on the job, he would find a way to solve it.
