[ Percy opens his mouth to say something, then thinks better of it and closes it again. It's true, he's much more likely to burn the damn thing than make anything close to edible. There's a reason most of his meals here before Vex's arrival were things that did not need to be cooked. ]

I don't think we want to risk burning this place down, so perhaps not.

[ Whatever it is Vex is cooking, it does smell good -- leagues better than anything they had eaten in the mansion, though that isn't exactly saying much. ]

Perhaps it wasn't that bad. Mostly I knew that being as privileged as I was, I should be thankful we had a steady food source, with everything that was going on around us. [Those moments of crisis, as well as the time Percy spent living on his own were enough for Percy to appreciate it when he had an overabundance of food.]

Maybe I should take cooking classes, though. If that is a thing here.