Fucking pardon? Lioriley tilted her head quizzically, tempted to ask for an explanation, but ultimately just letting it slide while their conversation continued. Maybe he was some sort of mage. Who knew, honestly.

"I can help you." She didn't usually hunt either, but that was primarily because she rarely had to eat and, well, if meat was needed she could probably just ask Astarion to bring her a deer or something. "—With cooking, that is. Either by providing meals or teaching, I have time enough for either."