Kelby sniffs, "Burned cheese? This could be bad. Dinner on a holiday is normally important. Barring the olympics for a theme, you're not supposed to set things on fire."
Zara can see Clem trhough a window slit, tomboy, possible one day mountain or even chieftain, staring at three blackcharred lasagnas....."I'm... gonna cry. I can't even... I don't think I can primal this away. I mean, maybe if I ...Surtyr would burn his food less than I do." She almost looks ready to cry, but by willpower is holding it in, so far.