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"This does not look like cookies." Sten squinted at the jar, filled with a brown paste that wasn't peanut butter, or the Nutella his flatmate hankered for. It was...something.
"Technically speaking, they were cookies," Natia explained, stirring sugar into her tea. "I don't know specifics, but they grind up the spice cookies and make it into a spread. It's called cookie butter. Kind of hot now. Try some!"
With a grimace, he opened the jar and scraped a little off with a knife, tasting tentatively. He needn't have worried. Natia saw his features go slack as the stuff touched his tongue.
"Good?" she beamed.
"There is hope for this world yet," Sten said cryptically, and set the cookie butter down with visible reluctance.