> "Okay."
> Sit down and soak up as much warmth as possible while waiting.
>You sit down as close as you can to the stove and soak up the warmth; while trying not to let the smell of food distract you too badly. Thankfully, the table is set reasonably close to it. The chills begin to leave you, and you can focus on the general soreness, which is thankfully fading away. Then there's that niggling bud of a headache that hopefully isn't going to blossom into the full deal. Thankfully, you note Kana preparing to summon the others to dinner when she claims two unused pots and walks into the hallway, and cover your ears in time. You also become aware of how badly you need a bath. At least some of the mud is drying...
>Rika and Rikako come in a few moments later, while Kana sets out bowls of stew. Rika is still wearing the apron, now bearing a few more stains. "So, you mentioned a flying machine?" says Rikako, as Kana sets a bowl of thin stew in front of you. It is swimming with rice, vegetables, and tofu, and smells absolutely wonderful at the moment.
>_