[ Percy joins her in laughing, shaking his head as memories of those days spent together come to mind. He misses those who were not represented here. It shouldn't be just the three of them; it just didn't feel right. ]

Point taken. Don't worry, I won't be attempting to cook one anytime soon.

[ Ah, nostalgia. It was far too early to break open a bottle of wine, but it always felt like the sort of thing to do when reminiscing. ]

A true shame. And to tell you the truth? I probably would have helped. [ And not at all because he was still harboring something of a grudge due to the destruction of his gun in the acid pits. Even if that had turned out to be a wise decision in the end. ]