jxno-eclipseâ:
âDo you have any idea how long itâs been since Iâve had a real meal? Let alone someone willing to cook for me that I didnât have to pay,â she laughed when he asked if that was âallâ it took to impress her. Wasnât that enough? Maybe her standards were a little low. âNo, but I bet heâd be more hindrance than a help. He may have jedi lightsaber skills, but apparently he wasnât programmed with their grace in the kitchen.Â
She took his hand and got to her feet, laughing as he repeated her threat. âHow about we say that, as long as itâs good, I wonât kick you off the ship.â She conceded, hanging onto his hand as he led the way.
Just as Juno predicted, PROXY was absolutely no help when it came to cooking. Galen kicked his oldest friend out of the room within ten minutes of the attempt. If he was going to fail at cooking Juno a real meal, it wasnât going to be because of PROXY.
An hour or so later, Galen had prepared, what he hoped, resembled a real meal. Cooking hadnât exactly been part of his training growing up. A noodle dish seemed easy enough (and hard to mess up), so that was what he presented to Juno when it was all said and done. âYouâve got to promise youâre going to keep me around even if itâs terrible,â he teased, squeezing her shoulder as he passed by to sit down. âOr else Iâm going to take it away before you get a chance to taste it.â









