[ Would salting the water be the same thing as salting the shrimp? Or are shrimp naturally salty because they come from the sea? Does that logic even stack up when they technically came from magma pools? 

The application of the oil stills at Wilhelm's question for a brief moment as she stumbles over a mental molehill in real time in front of him. A beat later however she's back at it like nothing had happened at all. ] 
We are. Or we're getting there. We both said and did things to each other that aren't easily forgotten. I think we have to learn how to trust one another again. 

[ There's a touch of shame that tinges her words. Trust usually came so easily to her and not at all to Claude. For one of the first times in her life she was grappling with trying to repair something that meant the world to her. Realizing that she's dipped into a bit of a gloom, she brightens. ] 

But we'll get there. Our friendship means too much not to.