[don't worry, it's just butter. Lina watches it melt extremely nicely and starts moving the pan to make sure it's even. when it's down to the last tiny vestiges of the chunks it used to be, she pulls it off the flame and brings the hot pan over to the bread so she can drizzle it out. while she works, she listens to him talk and looks very interested in the idea of getting back swords in the mail. maybe one day she'll be that, uh, lucky?]

You can use the things we're getting back from Retrospec for all kinds of normal things. Just because some of us have magic fire or brass knuckles that shoot bullets or things like that doesn't mean it all has to be used to break things.

[she pauses in her speech while still drizzling the butter, then levels out the pan and continues.]

That's my roommate's, by the way. The brass knuckles. I haven't really gotten anything fun back, but I'm okay with that. [lying] It lets me focus on doing what I love.