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Jyn can't help but smile just a little at the assessment of the supplies she's brought. She really doesn't know much about baking, only what she's learned from Greta and from watching TV here in Darrow. Though she has a few vague, distant memories of her mother teaching her about baking in their little home on Lah'mu, the actual instructions are long gone to her. Only the feeling has lingered, and that really isn't something she likes to think about very much anyway. For now, she's just glad that she seems to have chosen well, and, too, that there might be something she can do to help. A baker, she might not be, but kneading is definitely in her wheelhouse.

"I can do some kneading," she agrees with a nod. It's better than just standing around and waiting, or going back out into the quiet, or hanging out back here while Greta does all the work. "I'm also very good at taste testing." A flicker of amusement crosses her face, a clear sign that she's teasing. As much as she may enjoy that aspect of things, it isn't actually true, anyway. She's much too far from picky to be any good as a taste tester.