[There's a happy smile on Natsumi's face and a happy squeak from Ebitsuki. Lunch! Food! This sounds good to her, this was why she came screeching in there in the first place. The nudges get the little black dragon out of his lap pretty quickly, dashing little circles in front of him as she waits for her brother. Come on! Come on! Food!]

What are you in the mood for, oniichan? I've been gettin' better at the local cuisine, so I can probably make more than just the boring old bread and meat sandwich.

[Probably. Some things still elude her. Cooking with magic, predictably, was and still is pretty weird. But she's well on her way to being a magic chef. Totally.]