well, yesterday I decided it'd be a good idea to prepare some tuna for lunch, not a first for me, I usually make it pretty descent taste wise.

But this time around I made an abomination, got too salty, I almost never have a problem measuring the salt but brain wasn't braining at that moment, I guess.

tried to save the thing by adding a bit more of everything (besides salt, of course) no use, still as salty as a competitive super smash bros melee player, I gave up and just served the poor fish that died for nothing.

Nerine doesn't like salt very much, she doesn't mind it but you'll never see her putting salt on anything she's eating.

I told her I fucked up, she still gave it a try, her face told me everything I needed to know as soon as she tasted it.

However, she still was determined to eat it, even tho her face was making these painful expressions with every bite.

I told her to stop, that I could make something else, but she just replied with "no, it's fine, don't worry". Well damn.

We both fought for our lives attempting to eat the salties fish on the west, it was a very slow and painful process, specially for her.

Also.

Her mom helped, she's one of those people who could straight up take a bite out of a rock salt and say it still needs more salt.

Quite the helpful allie against this sodium chloride monstrosity.