[ Mister...watching him lay there reminiscent of a curious kid just sends the alarm bells in his skull into overdrive. It's...really distracting, he'll admit, but it's not like this is something he could probably fix. Maybe it's just temporary. Hopefully.
Either way, he's going to try and focus on other things. Like the thing he was doing.
He's expecting the light tap of the glass on the counter, so after he's finished putting the fruit in the pot, he turns to get a faceful of Mikaela, standing there with the jar outstretched. If he's surprised, he doesn't totally show it, but the question has his lips pursing tightly. ]
It's sugar. [ Not sure he wants to launch into the schematics (he knows) of wizard sugar to someone who's acting like a kid, so, ] It just looks like that.
[ Anyway, he's going to add that to the pot. These things are a bit sour, so more sugar to balance it out will work fine, he thinks. Slowly shifting back into cooking mode, a bit of an adjustment on the vent of the stove, and the pot slowly starts to warm. Soon enough, the smell of fruit begins to waft through the air. ]
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Either way, he's going to try and focus on other things. Like the thing he was doing.
He's expecting the light tap of the glass on the counter, so after he's finished putting the fruit in the pot, he turns to get a faceful of Mikaela, standing there with the jar outstretched. If he's surprised, he doesn't totally show it, but the question has his lips pursing tightly. ]
It's sugar. [ Not sure he wants to launch into the schematics (he knows) of wizard sugar to someone who's acting like a kid, so, ] It just looks like that.
[ Anyway, he's going to add that to the pot. These things are a bit sour, so more sugar to balance it out will work fine, he thinks. Slowly shifting back into cooking mode, a bit of an adjustment on the vent of the stove, and the pot slowly starts to warm. Soon enough, the smell of fruit begins to waft through the air. ]