[she can handle spicy okay but here we go - and she'll take another spoonful to offer out to him. either take the spoon from her or let her help you again, you fool]
[He's too fucking worried she's going to grab his hand again and force the spoon in his mouth. HE'S SMART AND LEARNED HIS LESSON; i.e. he got Pavlov'd. So he leans in to very quickly try the spoonful of soup without spilling too much of it on his rush to recoil.]
[Otherwise, everyone she gives it to will succumb to third degree throat burns because Wei Wuxian-levels of lotus root soup can only be managed by Uncle Jiang.]
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Mm! Please.
[she wants to make it right, however that is]
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...Better.
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this is such a stupid pavlov reaction because anya doesn't care either way, she just wants to avoid spills. but she looks pleased at his review]
Good like this? Or more spice?
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[Otherwise, everyone she gives it to will succumb to third degree throat burns because Wei Wuxian-levels of lotus root soup can only be managed by Uncle Jiang.]