Order out? Or get some friends who like to cook, and make them take care of that part.

[Despite seeming somewhat less jumpy than before, Nemesis is still folded in on herself as if to take up as little space as possible. She flushes at the call-out before faltering at the sigh and the tone]

Oh--no. I ain't trying to force you into nothing. Just--saying, practical stuff ain't always better than other stuff, that's all.