[ Himeka eagerly accepts the basket and doesn't waste a second taking a peak at the pies. She knows what she can do in the kitchen, but this is new territory. Dessert should go after the meal, but...

Oh hells! Life is uncertain: dessert should be eaten first. That's the sort of thing Aymeric would have appreciated. (Bless than man and his syrup-filled arteries.) She plucks one of the pies out of the basket and sets the basket aside so she can inspect it.

It's an intense thing, turning the little treat over in her own hands, holding it up above her head, giving it a sniff, licking off some of the cinnamony crust. ]

A gently sweet, not overpowering with the cinnamon. The crust is a nice golden brown, flaky on the outside--

[ She gives the bottom of the pastry a tap with her thumb nail and nods. ]

--solid bottom, holding the apples inside of it.

[ Closing her eyes, she takes a decently sized bite and chews thoughtfully. (Yes, they're going to be privy to this whole process whether they actively listen or not.) ]

Buttery...and the flakiness adds a nice crunch as you bite into the pastry. But the filling...oh! The mix of cinnamon and apple and...I think is that nutmeg and brown sugar as well? A perfect compliment to the natural sweetness of the apple while not overpowering it. This is delicious!

[ Which is why she shoves the rest of it into her mouth and chews happily, tail wagging behind her not unlike a dog. ]

Mhry oo'!