"This is so good, seriously. I can't eat another bite, but I really wanna..."
"There'll be plenty more later, it's not going anywhere. I'm glad you're enjoying it, though."
"Remember the first time you made us this stew?"
"Gosh, when was that? Back during all that business with the Negaverse Crystal, right?"
"No, a little earlier, around when I was trying to rebuild that ancient superweapon..." She snaps her fingers. "The whatchamacallit of Babylon? You showed up at the Fortress –"
"Oh, right! That time you captured Meteor, but she had a piano recital that weekend that she'd been practicing so hard for, so I convinced you to let her go and take me prisoner instead..." A wistful sigh. "And then I was stuck there until the girls managed to put together a proper rescue mission, which meant I got to see the sorry state of your meals –"
"Look, I was a busy woman with a lot going on! I didn't have time to cook stuff! But like, as long as you were offering – you got really insistent for some reason," she winks. "I wasn't sure about letting you out of the containment pod, but you suggested I could give you one of those collars with the –"
"Mother, Mom, for the love of god please get a room," I groan, hurriedly finishing my bowl and carrying it away to the kitchen.
