[she will reason that he doesn't entirely admit to disliking them because she's said she's never met anyone who does—and thancred may very well not like to be contrarian about it. her smile grows at how indulgent he is being towards her.

it is an easy enough change of pace. she had not minded getting lost in this maze of a horizon because steve rogers was gone, again, and here she is, seemingly having found herself an individual who reminds her of him, but with whom she can also very easily share a memory of camping with the man. the older brother sort.

oh, how ephemeral everything is.]

Yes. It will become very soft, and then it will help melt the chocolate. The biscuit will hold all of it together. It is very much a treat, perhaps too sweet for you, but the different textures is something you will have to try.

They are also very nice on hot chocolate milk.

[she stands again, leaving the bag of marshmallows behind, to grab at the tray with the rest of the ingredients. this is a welcome distraction.]

What would you eat at a campfire?