"Anything that'll give me more of a leg up whenever I eventually do end up leaving the Oak for a better place to stay," Magne agrees with a nod, putting aside the last of her portion of prepped ingredients and moving to first rinse the knife, then wash up in kind.

She slows down when he speaks up again, turning back to ask what he's trying to work up to saying, only to end up pausing and just watching him for a beat, then laughing helplessly. And then realizing how that looks and wrapping her arms over his shoulders, standing nose to nose with him.

"Sorry, I think I've been operating under the assumption that that was already what was happening, when you asked me here. So, yes! Officially now, I guess."