[ That is enough to give Himeka moment's pause. She knows well that Estinien had gone with intentions of diplomacy, but it is definitely not unlike him to become more biting when frustrated. As such and the way that Geralt presents it, she finds herself laughing a few seconds later. ]

Neither of us are diplomats.

[ She sets her finished skewers aside between chuckles.

Though when he calls it a peace offering, her expression turns into a frown. ]

It's not--

[ Himeka stops herself...cants her head to the side, then relents with another nod. ]

Alright, it is a peace offering, at least how I'm using it now, isn't it? Though it's still an offer I'd make regardless of the circumstances.

[ Which is true--she's already made her rounds about the commune and began as such with her fellow recently freed and absconded from Thorne. She'd been just as eager and willing to show off her realm and offer gifts to Geralt and Ciri when they first met, after all. ]

Before you doubt my intentions, I just like making myself useful and keeping busy. And I admit to being a little curious about all the different people here who share our circumstances. It isn't often you get to learn about different worlds without having to travel to them all yourself.

[ She shrugs, picking up another wooden skewer and twisting it back and forth between her thumb and forefinger. ]

Not to boast, but I did win several cooking competitions back home.

[ Yes, the lauded Warrior of Light and Darkness, Savior of the First and Eorzea wants to puff her chest out over food. As one should. ]