"Just help me prep the kitchen," Yue Yue said.
She began to sort things. She decided to keep it simple but satisfying: a thick, juicy steak.
She seared the meat in a pan, the sizzle sounding like music to her ears. Soon, the room was filled with an aroma that Lulu's sensors struggled to categorize...something savory, rich, and mouth-watering. It was a scent that hadn't drifted through the halls of this cold estate in centuries.
Yue Yue carefully plated the steak, adding a few side ingredients she had sautéed in the rendered fat. The meat was perfectly medium-rare, glistening under the kitchen lights.
"It looks... non-toxic," Lulu noted, her processors whirring as she recorded the chemical change in the meat.
Yue Yue didn't wait. She took a bite, the juices bursting on her tongue. It was tender, salty, and incredibly delicious. She felt a wave of warmth spread through her body...real energy, not the artificial boost of a nutritional solution.
