[Hughes is sitting on a chair in front of the forge, a serious look on his face. After a moment, he starts to speak.]
It's come to my attention that there is a serious misfortune that has befallen the people of Anatole. Never fear, my fellow Scorched, for I, Lieutentant Colonel OR Brigadier General take your pick! Maes Hughes have found the
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Well hey, as long as we have permission.
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Gracia's apple pie is wonderful and her recipe should be shared with everyone.
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You oughta get Dawn to make it and sell it at her muffin place, if it's that good.
[also, wait-- ]
... man, you must miss your wife. I hadn't really thought about that. When was the last time you saw her?
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[What a realistic portrait!]
Is she not here?
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[Way to bring up sad stuff, Sansa. Uh.]
I like apples very much. I'd be happy to trade you some lemoncakes or honeyed pears for a slice of pie.
[Maybe a couple slices to share with the rest of her family.]
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You don't have to, but I'll admit to being curious to trying those. They sound delicious.
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She appears no more comely than any other woman.
[ He will never understand the notion of 'marrying for love' that these commoners seem to have. ]
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[Hey, man, that's his wife you're talking about.]
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[ though he briefly recalls his Hand mentioning something similar about his own wife in a long-ago conversation. ]
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[Linefacing. Forever.]
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Wait... why am I adorable?
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[POUTING.]
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I don't suppose that basket came with the recipe for the pie? Anyway, it's really nice of you to share, thanks in advance!
I'm Utena.
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Everyone tends to call me Hughes. Pleasure to meet you!
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See, I promised a friend that we'd have some apple pie together but I haven't had any luck in finding a recipe.
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