"I'd likely go hungry if I had to fend for myself in the city cooking, or I'd eat out too often and have trouble fitting my armor." He wouldn't have expected Hawke to be any better at it than he. People who worked the streets with their blades weren't stay at home types. They wouldn't last long in Kirkwall if they were.

He wrinkled his nose slightly. "They look inedible. I can't tell what those are supposed to be." He dug around inside the one he was working on. The texture was no better than how it looked. He wasn't as smooth working the mouth. His thumb nail was short and had a hard time catching. "No wonder anything with crab in it is expensive at the restaurants." If he had to spend this much time preparing something for someone else, he'd charge them for his labor, too.