“Oh boy, what a workout…”

Alphys chuckled, setting her axe aside on her living room floor, as she just finished taking a shower from all that training. Having to work on her skills with a promised meal with it does a lot to her, especially if she has a training partner.

Well, when she has you, anyway. Her friend.

“I’m cooking for us, don’t try to stop me, mister.” She readies up the stove and, despite her tough look, gently began making the food. You couldn’t tell what it was, so you really had to get closer to her to find out.

“Not like I’d want you to do that, anyway. I know you’re beat.”