He's done, sweeping them aside into a neat pile. Knife too. And that's it for his help with dinner, since they don't want to eat ashes and soggy yellow mess of veg. It's a wonder Lee didn't starve when she was little.
"You just... panicked." He doesn't spare feelings often any better than he cooks. It's his nature. "Well. Is tomorrow morning too soon to set out?"
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Date: 2016-10-18 01:23 am (UTC)"You just... panicked." He doesn't spare feelings often any better than he cooks. It's his nature. "Well. Is tomorrow morning too soon to set out?"