Her (justified) criticism is just making him become more contrary. He crosses his arms, scoffing softly.
"Well, what else is there in it? ...Spices, I assume?"
Spices are a thing Estinien understands in the abstract, but he couldn't tell you which ones are used for any particular meal. What do you put on fruit? Sugar? Pepper?
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"Well, what else is there in it? ...Spices, I assume?"
Spices are a thing Estinien understands in the abstract, but he couldn't tell you which ones are used for any particular meal. What do you put on fruit? Sugar? Pepper?