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Oh! She had been so focused on the meal, she had failed to follow through with the request. Nazli felt the familiar warmth to her throat and face, as if she were a child again, learning things anew. As if she had not devoted so much of herself to Akashingo!
She hurried, tidying the remains so that it was more appealing. After trying it one way, she squinted at them, then fixed one corner, and tugged at another. It was frustrating more than anything - but Nazli knew not to let that show; she finished, and looked shyly to Toula for confirmation.
Was this good enough?