Because your papa cooks for you with love, right? [ Kuro smiles, brought about by her own thoughts as much as Anya's words. She giggles, just faintly. ] My big brother taught me that lesson. The best kind of meal is one cooked with the person eating it in mind, so of course it tastes the best when it's made by someone who loves you.

[ and yet Kuro herself still cannot cook. curious, ]