I fail to see how I'm a brat. I'm offended that you would say that.

[there's a tone of amusement in his voice that betrays his offence, mirrored by the grin still on his face. Dohalim watches Kisara, before standing to help her with the groceries]

Yes, I figured it would be light enough to compliment the meat and spice. Unless you wanted something different? You are the one preparing dinner, after all.