Politely, she simply gives him a sympathetic look when he faceplants into the bookshelf -- rather than smile or chuckle. Fortescue's known quite a few clumsy people, and Luke can be clumsy when he's preoccupied.
"Are you all right?" Fortescue nods at the thick book in her arms. Good thing the new kitchen is big. It wouldn't have fit on the old counter at the homestead, she's sure. "That's exactly what I'm here for. I thought I'd try some Italian cooking."
Perhaps, when she gets better, she can approach French recipes.
"I'm rubbish," she adds. "I used to burn everything as a child."
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"Are you all right?" Fortescue nods at the thick book in her arms. Good thing the new kitchen is big. It wouldn't have fit on the old counter at the homestead, she's sure. "That's exactly what I'm here for. I thought I'd try some Italian cooking."
Perhaps, when she gets better, she can approach French recipes.
"I'm rubbish," she adds. "I used to burn everything as a child."