[He respected her need for time away from people; it was why her workshop was away from the Last Drop and he tried to keep its location away from others. This place and this small house didn't afford them much in the way of privacy, so he busied himself studying the network and putting together a small meal (fish fry).
Cooking was something he had persisted on a long time ago, but since he had gained power as a Chem-Baron and even a crime lord, others had performed such duties for him. Now he was forced to relearn - slowly - that old survival skill.
He peered up into the rafters still, raising his brow at the rumbling of her stomach.]
Your stomach says otherwise. You can either come down and eat, or I can pass you a plate to eat in the rafters.
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Cooking was something he had persisted on a long time ago, but since he had gained power as a Chem-Baron and even a crime lord, others had performed such duties for him. Now he was forced to relearn - slowly - that old survival skill.
He peered up into the rafters still, raising his brow at the rumbling of her stomach.]
Your stomach says otherwise. You can either come down and eat, or I can pass you a plate to eat in the rafters.