"You understand, then." Ryja tried to introduce her Ishgardian friends and occasional one night stands to spicy food. It did not go well. Ishgardian's view licking a salt rock as seasoning. Ishgard is weird. Cesar, buddy, you are now her friend, officially. "Alas, my skills of growing things are quite inadequate." Technically this was yet another way she was bad at being a Viera, but no one needs to know that.

"Do you think you could grow them to be hotter?" Just once, she had the pleasure of a pepper from Hingashi, so hot it was claimed to drive away malign spirits, which she has longed for ever since. This isn't quite that.