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Bas had come in to the kitchen on his day off, more out of boredom than anything else- he’d been working at the castle for long enough that he trusted the kitchen staff, and didn’t feel the need to micromanage as much as he used to. So when someone walked through the doors and he looked up to see a familiar face, he didn’t feel bad abandoning the ingredients he’d been mixing in favor of rushing over to greet Bee. He’d heard she was here, but it had been ages since he’d seen his old friend.
“It is so good to see you,” he said, pulling her in for a hug. “How’s Russia been treating you? Can I get you something to eat?”












