[Kylo drops the dish Leia brought him down on the counter a little more harshly than necessary, but the noise doesn't bother him. He moves over to the stove and uncovers the pot there, stirring it with a utensil he'd left nearby. He's had to control himself under greater stress than this, he reassures himself.]
Some of it is palatable.
[After a brief taste, he pulls out a container of from the cabinet nearby and puts a few shakes of a spice into the stew. Focusing on what he's doing should help with his annoyance, at least. It usually does.]
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Some of it is palatable.
[After a brief taste, he pulls out a container of from the cabinet nearby and puts a few shakes of a spice into the stew. Focusing on what he's doing should help with his annoyance, at least. It usually does.]