The campfire crackled, its warm glow casting flickering shadows across the campsite as the scent of boiling water began to mingle with the faint wheat odor of the discarded porridge kettle.
Cassius hummed to himself, his heart buzzing with satisfaction as he set a pot of water to boil for Aisha's pasta.
He pulled out a small pan from his storage ring, his movements deft as he began preparing a cheesy sauce, his heart thrilled by the prospect of a feast.
He tossed in a generous chunk of creamy bluebloom cheese, a rare delicacy from the Elderglow Valleys that shimmered faintly under the firelight, its rich, nutty aroma already filling the air.
Next, he added a splash of margeese cream, a velvety liquid harvested from flowers that only bloomed under a full moon, its subtle sweetness balancing the cheese's tang.
He stirred the sauce, his heart delighted as he leaned in, inhaling deeply, the scent so rich and tantalizing it made his mouth water.
