The Kitchen
It's an entire kitchen, filled to the brim with food and supplies...it is, of course, also very blue.
Dax: Something is cooking.
As Dax enters the kitchen to do some perusing, trying to satisfy their curiosity, they are greeted with an unexpected sight.
Rue: Rue, working the stove...cooking.
Of all people.
Dax: "Mmm?" Dax tilts their head, coming closer to get a better look. "What 'ya making there?"
Rue: He doesn't even turn to face him, concentrating solely on the broiling pan he's handling. A bowl of blue cheese and butter sit on the nearby table, and some bread cubes sit on a skillet.
"A simple recipe."
Dax: "What kind of recipe?"
Rue: "...Broiling some steaks, I'll have to flip them in a few minutes when the time goes off. I tried a new combination of spices since last time I tried making this."
Dax: "...Huh. Funny words, I must admit, dear."
They sniff the air...mmm, steak. "Can I have some when you're done?
Rue: "No."
Dax: "Why?"
Rue: "...You ask a lot of questions. Too many."
The timer goes off. He wordlessly stops it, sets a new one, and flips the steaks.
Dax: "That's because I'm curious~...please, just a bit of steak...oh, I'm so famished. I will die, if you do not feed meeeee...."
Rue: He finally turns his head, staring at Dax as they dramatically flop onto the floor.
...
"Then perish."
Dax: They make obviously fake sobs on the ground. "You're cruel, Rue! So cruel. Why would you make two steaks, and yet keep them all to yourself?"
Rue: "...If you want the steak so badly, beg."
Dax: "...Beg?"
Rue: A smidgen of a smile glances his face for a moment. "Yes. Beg."
Dax: ...And so...
Dax gets on their hands and knees. And starts meowing.
Rue: Rue did not expect the meowing. He now regrets making them do this bit.
Dax: "Pleassseeee, mistew Rue! This kitty neeeeds your steak! UwU"
Rue: He looks uncomfortable now, stepping back and blinking strangely. "Okay, how about-- you stop doing that, and I give you the steak. Never say 'uwu' to me. Ever."
Dax: They quickly hop up onto their feet, a smirk on their face. "Okay~!"
Dax: ...As they go back to watching Rue cook the steak, they eventually speak again.
"You know, dear, you're more interesting than I thought you were. You always look so bored."
Rue: "...I know I do. I don't feel a lot."
The timer goes off again. He turns off the timer, and then the stove. He takes the steaks and slides them onto a plate, applying the blue-cheese/butter drizzle and bread cubes on top.
"But some things still remain. I still enjoy food, mostly...and sometimes I like to be amused."
And with that, he grabs two small plates and hands one to Dax. "Help yourself."