[The aspiring gourmand looked on with great curiosity, taking note of how Saori's hands moved and the demeanor in which she both grabbed and handled the many different ingredients. It seemed important to Zelda that she learn how to best emulate someone so skilled, down to the finest detail, practically logging attire choice as the necessary means to turn out extraordinary food.

Her eyes widened every now and again, observing and doing her best to chart and note everything she saw, smelled, and heard. Only when the batter had been poured and left to the heat of the oven did she finally speak, her eagerness pouring out in much the same manner as the batter had.]

You'll hear no objections from me! Miss Saori, would it be out of place to say that the way you prepare pastries is absolutely breathtaking? I've seen Master Chefs prepared any number of royal dishes before, but there's a certain way about you that.. Well, I'm not quite sure how to explain it, actually.

[She thinks on it for a moment, bringing a finger to her bottom lip as she ponders.]

The way you mixed the ingredients was done in such a way that.. that shows you take great pride, care, and compassion in what you make. I think that is incredibly admirable of you.