[She teases, laughing as she sticks out her tongue. But she gives him a quick kiss to show she's not actually bothered, and pulls away so she can head over to help stir. It's while she's in motion that something makes the hair on the back of her neck stand on end.
She's filled with a sense of apprehension that she doesn't understand, and pauses as she glances back in the direction that they came from. It's hard to make out anything outside while they're in here, but it feels like someone's eyes are on her. And she isn't sure why, because it doesn't look like anyone's peeking in. Chrissy has to force herself to ignore that sense of unease and makes her way into the kitchen to take over stirring.
Miss Toni gives her a long look, like she's trying to determine if she can be trusted for such an important task. She must pass inspection, because the wooden spoon is passed to her and she guides Chrissy in close to work.]
I'm Chrissy. Thanks for feeding us. It's really kind of you to help us out!
[But Miss Toni has eyes for Johnnie, and approaches him like a grandmother might a rambunctious grandson they adore but have to be stern with. She seems much more inclined to want to talk to him, which Chrissy shrugs off. It's better for her to focus on having the willpower to resist tasting from the spoon she's stirring with.]
Are you going to make him help too?
[She does speak up, smirking back at Johnnie in amusement. It's hard to completely ignore that unsettled feeling, but she's trying her best to block it out.]
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[She teases, laughing as she sticks out her tongue. But she gives him a quick kiss to show she's not actually bothered, and pulls away so she can head over to help stir. It's while she's in motion that something makes the hair on the back of her neck stand on end.
She's filled with a sense of apprehension that she doesn't understand, and pauses as she glances back in the direction that they came from. It's hard to make out anything outside while they're in here, but it feels like someone's eyes are on her. And she isn't sure why, because it doesn't look like anyone's peeking in. Chrissy has to force herself to ignore that sense of unease and makes her way into the kitchen to take over stirring.
Miss Toni gives her a long look, like she's trying to determine if she can be trusted for such an important task. She must pass inspection, because the wooden spoon is passed to her and she guides Chrissy in close to work.]
I'm Chrissy. Thanks for feeding us. It's really kind of you to help us out!
[But Miss Toni has eyes for Johnnie, and approaches him like a grandmother might a rambunctious grandson they adore but have to be stern with. She seems much more inclined to want to talk to him, which Chrissy shrugs off. It's better for her to focus on having the willpower to resist tasting from the spoon she's stirring with.]
Are you going to make him help too?
[She does speak up, smirking back at Johnnie in amusement. It's hard to completely ignore that unsettled feeling, but she's trying her best to block it out.]