But Cang had already released her wrists, standing and walking back toward the fire where Song Mei was carefully ladling food into crude clay bowls she'd found in the cave.
"What did you make?" he asked, genuinely curious.
"Just—just simple stew," Song Mei said, offering him a bowl with trembling hands. "I found some preserved vegetables and dried meat in the cave. And mushrooms growing near the entrance. I—I hope it's acceptable."
Cang took the bowl, sniffed, and—
Smiled.
"It smells delicious."
And he took a bite.
The flavors were simple but well-balanced. The meat had been rehydrated properly. The vegetables maintained their texture. And there was a subtle herb note that suggested she'd actually seasoned it.
"This is really good," he said, taking another spoonful.
Song Mei's face brightened, relief and pride mixing.
And from across the cave—
