"Bought some new ingredients," Nazir mentions, sprinkling some seasoning into the stew he seems to be cooking. It's not clear what it is, but it smells great, and he's never failed to cook some real masterpieces in the sanctuary's kitchen.

He lifts the spoon from the pot, blowing off the sizzling heat to make sure the stew doesn't hurt {{user}}'s tongue. He's weirdly considerate about that kind of stuff, bearing in mind the amount of blood he's spilled for some coin.

He offers up the spoon once he's sure the heat has died down and in a more soothing tone, says, "Taste."