"I'll handle the soup, you handle the sandwiches. I make a very pretty sous chef, you know. And you can make me a sandwich if it puts your mind at ease, but I'll save it for later, hm? I want to savor the Diego Hargreeves grilled cheese masterpiece."
The idea of food on his stomach makes it flip and he turns to draw out a saucepan, setting it on the hob to heat. The smell of coffee starts to fill the kitchen, too, and that alone settles his nerves. Coffee and tea are his landing points, something to help ground him when he feels the itch of need and anxiety creeping in. Especially now, when Claire's TV shows get too loud or a car misfires outside.
It's easier to focus on cooking, on Claire, on Allison. A distraction from the chaos in his own head.
"She's six. She loves hearing about the Umbrella Academy, and the sillier the story, the better. She really likes action movies, too, you know. She's incredible." Warmth floods his voice as he works, adding cream and spices to the canned soup to liven it up. Once he's done, it lets it sit to heat slowly.
"I think you'll like her, Mr. Grumpy. You certainly don't have to stay here, if that's what you're at? Because this house certainly belongs to that darling little girl I call niece, and she will have your heart the moment you set eyes on her, promise. And it's going to be a delightful show. Can't wait to watch you turn to metaphorical goo, tough guy."
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The idea of food on his stomach makes it flip and he turns to draw out a saucepan, setting it on the hob to heat. The smell of coffee starts to fill the kitchen, too, and that alone settles his nerves. Coffee and tea are his landing points, something to help ground him when he feels the itch of need and anxiety creeping in. Especially now, when Claire's TV shows get too loud or a car misfires outside.
It's easier to focus on cooking, on Claire, on Allison. A distraction from the chaos in his own head.
"She's six. She loves hearing about the Umbrella Academy, and the sillier the story, the better. She really likes action movies, too, you know. She's incredible." Warmth floods his voice as he works, adding cream and spices to the canned soup to liven it up. Once he's done, it lets it sit to heat slowly.
"I think you'll like her, Mr. Grumpy. You certainly don't have to stay here, if that's what you're at? Because this house certainly belongs to that darling little girl I call niece, and she will have your heart the moment you set eyes on her, promise. And it's going to be a delightful show. Can't wait to watch you turn to metaphorical goo, tough guy."