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[She turns around fully to raise an eyebrow at him.]

I think I might actually pay to see you attempt to cook a chicken. If only because we could probably use it as a bludgeoning weapon afterwards.

[Not that there weren't cases of whole cooked chickens being tossed around during meal time.]

Percy, I didn't know you hated our lack of diverse food quite so much during that time. Hm. [She turns back to the food to make sure it doesn't burn, carefully flipping the omelet over so that she can plate it when it's done.] Maybe I should have budgeted for us to have more food when we were in towns.

[ 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.

[She turns off the stove, uses the spatula to half the omelet for them both and then plates the food. She slides one over to him and then leans across the counter to give him a cheeky smile.]

We promised to save all explosions for the workshop, yes? I'm not sure if we could stomach having to eat out all the time.

[She's not going to boast about making something so simple, but she's pretty sure that it's good. She smelled everything before she started trying to use it to cook with and nothing smelled off or unusual.]

And, honestly, for a while, Vax and I had access to a lot of well-made food. Even the elves of Syngorn didn't dare try to poison us. [She shrugs at the itching of the scabbed-over memory.] But if you'd asked, I'm sure that Pike or I would have made something that wasn't chicken.

Although, cooking classes wouldn't be a bad idea at all. If you're interested in it, anyway.

[ At Vex's joke, Percy lets out a rather loud laugh, something that has definitely become more commonplace as of late. Early on in their friendship, it had been much more difficult for him to feel at ease with expressing himself so easily, for even finding happiness in such jokes. ]

Yes, but if I take lessons in a controlled environment, the risks for explosions should decrease immensely.

[ There was a shrug at Vex's hypothetical offer. It was a bit late for that now, and they managed to get through relatively unscathed. ] I do not doubt that you would have. Maybe I was also a tad preoccupied with all that was going on around us.

[ Honestly, cooking classes were sounding pretty good right about now. If he was to be stuck here without servants to rely on, he might as well learn how to take care of himself rather than rely on Vex for everything. Just in case. ] I'll look into it.

[She can't help but feel pleased that he laughs. It was a silly joke, but Percy's always so serious that hearing him let go, one way or another, is one of her favorite things.]

You're a rather determined learner, so I suppose that you taking lessons in how to not kill yourself in the kitchen is a great idea. I would prefer you stay whole and hale, after all.

[At his remark about being preoccupied, she grimaces a bit. It was true that it seemed that they never really seemed to stop for very long. And by the time they had, they were the owners of what would become Greyskull Keep in Emon and had servants.]

If only we could do something about your habit of losing yourself in your work.

[ It feels strange to be looking forward to doing something so...domestic. But maybe that is what he needs right now. To pour himself into more domestic matters to distract himself from the more sinister natures of this world. ]

Well, that makes two of us then. [ He grins cheekily as he starts pulling out silverware and napkins to set the table for their upcoming breakfast. ]

Too bad we don't have anyone like Doty to physically drag me away.

[ It was mostly a joke. He is rather glad to have the privacy nowadays. ]

[She watches him as he sets the table. It's something so mundane for others, but they've never really had that, unless they were eating in the castle at Whitestone or at someone else's table. It's a nicety that has been sorely lacking for so long.

A part of her is left wondering what married life with him is actually like back in Whitestone.]

While I appreciate not having an audience, perhaps you might attempt to build your own automaton. It seems like a good use of your skills and time, Percy. [She pulls two glasses out and fills them with water, something they could both use more of if she were to be perfectly honest.] As much as I appreciate Taryon's skills as a builder, I believe I'm biased in thinking that you're better than he is.

[ Now there's an idea. Percy always respected Tary's skills with tinkering. There had maybe been an initial irritation at the artificer, but in the end they had become almost thick as thieves.

It's entirely possible he has picked up a thing or two from Tary along the way. Would he be able to replicate some of those techniques? Well, there's only one way to find out. ]

That's...not a bad idea, actually. Worth looking into, at any rate. [ He would have to make sure he could even afford all the supplies. And considering the currency of this world?

Well, a part of him almost wished they could still earn it through adventuring, like old times. ]

[She watches his face as he thinks over what she's said. His brows furrow a bit but there's a light in his eyes that show his excitement. His lips are tipped up into a slight smile that makes her want to kiss him.

So, she does lean over to kiss his cheek, reveling in the way the touch sends a warmth through her that she's never felt before. It's as if being allowed to touch, kiss, love him is the best thing she's ever been allowed to do.]

Hm, yes, I have a lot of good ideas. This is why you all listen to me, more often than not.

[That, and she controls the group's funds.]

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