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sweetpinkpixie 
Blinking nervously as Connor's hand laid on top of hers, she stopped herself from pulling away and remained that way for a few moments. "Well, it was a rather heavy basket," she admitted before pulling out her cookie notebook and scanning the recipe. "Well, first we have to core and chop all these apples," she chirped handing him one.
Connor smiled, he noticed that she had allowed him to hold her hand for a lot longer than before and his heart began to pound a little faster. "Yeah it was kinda heavy." He agreed, after listening to her he pulled a cutting board and a sharp knife to him. For a moment he felt like he was back at home. The knife reminded him of the training times with his Da. He still wondered where he was, if he was still alive. But the cutting board reminded him of his mom, always cutting ingredients for egg rolls for him. He began coring and chopping and soon had a fairly large pile of chopped apples in front of him. "How finely do you want these chopped?"