"Healthy...apples." she repeated, looking at the little slices. Healthy. So that either meant Lupa totally wasn't into all the sweets and stuff or...something else she couldn't think of at the moment. But still. Healthy stuff.

"No, not for me. I'm kinda sick of food at the moment. Thank you, though." Which was true. She could still smell the cupcake scent of the kitchen as if that whole room was following her, and it was making her slightly nauseous. Never again will she bake. Glancing at Destiny though, she had no clue how to present this 'gift' for the professor. Maybe she knew something or...something.