[ the king's adamant tone is what makes nyx pause. when he replies he's not quite looking at regis, but his voice is soft. ]

I know, your majesty. You've done a lot for us; you don't have to assure me of things I already know.

[ because he had seen regis, in galahd. and he had seen, over the course of his career as a kingsglaive, the way the wall and the losses started to bring down his shoulders in private, the way he knew every glaive by name and especially those who were no longer with them.

the moment feels poignant and tense and nyx clears his throat, turning again to put the rest of the vegetables into the blender, adding some of the spice and sauce mix. ]

It definitely won't be as bland as what they try to call curry elsewhere.

[ he laughs a bit, the sound overtaken by the noise of the blender as he pulses the vegetable and seasonings together until they're a thick liquid. after a moment he retrieves the coconut milk he'd unearthed as well and pops the can open, adding a bit before he pulses it again. ]

We gotta let the Garula cook for a bit first.