Hey, they died noble deaths. On a dare.

Naeris grins when she receives the brownie and holds it up to gently tap it against Nin's. A silent 'cheers!' passes her lips before she glances up at her fellow elf's face, careful to listen to every word she says.

"Have you tried making anything else, yet? Your brownies are already super good. I bet you can make a bunch of other things!"