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         Evie did not like this guy, whoever he was. When he mentioned her probably being a horrible cook she didn't say anything because she really couldn't argue with him. She really did suck at cooking. "Most of the ingredients are pretty self explanatory by any means. You can pretty much relate them to the shape they sound closest to." He was helping her though...which made it really hard to be rude to him. The shape is the sound it was closest to? Well she certainly would have never figured that out.

When he rolled his eyes at her and said how he got the knife though she felt a pang of envy. He could borrow stuff from Miss Edwards. Either that or he stole it, which she would still be jealous about. She had never even tried to steal in her life, and she figured that plenty of slaves had. "Why? You nervous 'bout it? She smiled a bit at that remark, although she wasn't quite sure why it was funny. Maybe it was that she had no reason to be scared of it. It's not like he could just stab her in the middle of the market. Though it would be interesting to see who would try to help. Nobody most likely.

When he mentioned the household, she confirmed that she had seen him before. She had to keep from saying outloud, 'You're a slave? When I saw you I always thought you were some rich kid.' She knew he would probably understand what she meant. She felt a massive wave a pressure taken off of her as she relaxed a bit. So she did know him, and maybe he could help her sometimes. Like tonight for an example. That was, at least, what she thought until the next words that came out of his mouth.

"You must be pretty screwed if Miss Edwards sent you out to get these ingredients and cook with them, what with your nervous air and being so lost. It shows you don't know much, and you're probably going to end up bound. Heck, I have no idea, I'm just pulling your leg a bit. But you better hope that you and I don't get stuck as enemies." Suddenly that knife looked a lot less harmless. She didn't want it to show that she knew he was probably telling the trith about her being bound, or even that they would most likely be enemies. So instead she said, "Why should I hope that? I really don't think you would be the worst of my problems." She meant it in a sort of 'I'm my own problem' sort of way, but she was sure that it came out as a 'You don't seem that good at hunting' kind of tone. But maybe she was just overthinking everything. She did tend to do that when freaked out, whih meant she had been overthinking for the last month.

When he said something about the money, she realized that she had even thought about how she was to pay for the stuff. Good thing Miss Edwards had a tab. The boy waved at the person at the cart and left the ingredients, so Evie picked them all up and caught up with him, easily making sure none of the stuff fell.