She holds the sealed container close to her chest, the contents warming her hands and helping against the lingering cold, yet the only thing she feels is a small knot of nervousness. "I made seaweed noodles!" She offered the container to the blond. "Its been a while since Ive made them and I thought I'd share; I may have made too much."
Seaweed noodles? That...sounded super weird but he decided that for the moment he’d trust her. Before Naruto’s curiosity can prompt further questions, a brisk wind slapped him in the face.
“Hey, get in here!” he hurriedly ushers her inside, impatient but well-meaning. Dealing with the cold for a mission was one thing, but he’d never do it for fun. Based on her stories of home, he can probably guess the opposite was true for her.
“So uh....they’re noodles right? Lemme see! Whaddya put on ‘em?” could you make seaweed ramen? He’d seen strips of imported seaweed included, but never like....like...were they really noodles?