Dream A Little Dream of Me

Lukina awkwardly mashed her root, wishing there was an easier way but eventually she managed to get it prepared good enough for her cousin to continue the lesson. Lukina was vaguely familiar with wine. She knew it was from fermented grapes and that, to her at least, it tasted sour and bitter. Still she could see the merits in using wine. It was nice to make something without having to go through the process of starting a fire and letting it burn down to appropriate levels. Once Rœkia was done with the wine then Lukina took the bottle. Unfortunately she was a bit to small to handle it well but Rœkia came to the rescue and helped her pour the wine in and then transfer the mixture to the jar. In hind sight it would've been easier to dump the root in the jar and then add the wine right to the jar. Ah well, she settled down and gazed curiously at the other girl.