Toenail care is super important! How are you supposed to march long distances when they're pressed up against your boots? Doesn't that feel uncomfortable? What if they get ingrown or worse - fall off?

[ She shudders at the thought. He might be teasing but she's being incredibly serious. There may have been a war against the Empire but Hilda's own personal war had involved trying to make her manicure and pedicure last more than a couple of days. Some people had prayer, some people had weapon care – she had personal, self care. ]

Ignatz was the best. He had the same meticulous eye as he did for his art. Everything was so evenly cut, seasoned and looked good on a plate.

[ Speaking of evenly cut – she pauses a moment to contemplate her own portions. They weren't awful. Best not to stop to think about it too long though. Her perfectionist tendencies aren't going to help her here. With the meat done she reaches for some of the spices and seasonings trying to recall what had been tasty, sniffing them or tasting a little here and there. After a moment's contemplation she begins tossing some into a bowl.

There's a fondness in her voice as she picks up where she has left off. ]

But you're right about everyone else. We had to ban Lorenz from the kitchen though. Having him in there just aggravated everyone else except Raphael and that's because nothing can bother him.