This guy really is trying to make him out to be a bad guy here. Alright, maybe he kind of feels a little bad, since he seems to...maybe? Like cooking?? if you can call what he's doing that. but considering he seems to have a skull even denser than a brick, he doubts any nice and gentle critique will get through to him. Hell, even this doesn't seem to be.
An exasperated noise and a hand running through his hair later, and he finally looks up. ]
...Listen, old man. [ His tone is a bit less harsh, but please. Jesus. ] Nobody's gonna ignore you nearly setting the damn room on fire. I get you're trying, but even a kid knows food ain't supposed to be smoking out your kitchen. Nothin' needs to be cooked at 600 degrees, and sugar that hot will give anyone third degree burns. I can excuse a kitchen mishap or maybe a little bit of 'experimenting' or whatever you wanna call it, but you could actually hurt someone doing that shit, got it?
[ Hell, he doesn't even know how to handle something this bad. It's like...willful ignorance. Nobody's actually told this guy he can cook, right? Not when there's ash on the ceiling and a smell so acrid he can feel his nose burning. ]
You can eat whatever you damn well want, but when you're damaging the stuff everyone else's using, then there's a limit. Magic ain't got nothing to do with it; it's you being so carefree about it that's the problem.
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This guy really is trying to make him out to be a bad guy here. Alright, maybe he kind of feels a little bad, since he seems to...maybe? Like cooking?? if you can call what he's doing that. but considering he seems to have a skull even denser than a brick, he doubts any nice and gentle critique will get through to him. Hell, even this doesn't seem to be.
An exasperated noise and a hand running through his hair later, and he finally looks up. ]
...Listen, old man. [ His tone is a bit less harsh, but please. Jesus. ] Nobody's gonna ignore you nearly setting the damn room on fire. I get you're trying, but even a kid knows food ain't supposed to be smoking out your kitchen. Nothin' needs to be cooked at 600 degrees, and sugar that hot will give anyone third degree burns. I can excuse a kitchen mishap or maybe a little bit of 'experimenting' or whatever you wanna call it, but you could actually hurt someone doing that shit, got it?
[ Hell, he doesn't even know how to handle something this bad. It's like...willful ignorance. Nobody's actually told this guy he can cook, right? Not when there's ash on the ceiling and a smell so acrid he can feel his nose burning. ]
You can eat whatever you damn well want, but when you're damaging the stuff everyone else's using, then there's a limit. Magic ain't got nothing to do with it; it's you being so carefree about it that's the problem.