Wind by Naomi kritzer(17)

“I’m absolutely terrible at darning,” Zimeya said meekly. “But I thought that even I could probably not destroy a hem.”
Dagmar sat down across from her and picked up a sock and a darning egg. “Gytha could never darn, either.”
“No? I’d blame her excess of Air, but she didn’t have that before she traded with you, did she?”
Dagmar smiled a little. “No. She just didn’t care for mending.”
“Were there any chores she did care for?”
“She liked to bake. And she was willing to put up with doing laundry and splitting firewood.”