His words have a point, even though she struggles to accept them, that weighing guilt is quite strong at the moment. But she nods, letting the words sink in as best she can. "Yes, you are right.. I did, and she is recovering right now."

She takes his hand and gets up, brushing her legs of any dirt. The question of food she likes gets a small smile from her, thinking fondly of all the spiced dishes and some of the lovely fish fillets with herbs and fruits. "I do not think the kitchen would have any, but there is a dish back home I quite enjoy that has the most wonderful taste with fish and local fruits. But anything with spice and flavour, really." Although she won't admit it, she has a bit of a sweet tooth as well.

(https://www.chatelaine.com/recipe/stovetop-cooking-method/ginger-spiced-fish-with-tropical-salsa/ forgive lack of pretty format, I'm on my phone)