EMET CATCHALL

[fleshedout]

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[fleshedout]

Ah.

[She looks him up and down.]

You sort of look like a Stand, in a way. But once again...you really don't look bad.

[ktiseos]

I- why are you so focused on this?

[the wings don't have feathers, but somehow they ruffle anyway.]

[fleshedout]

So you don't feel so self-conscious over them.

[She says, a little matter-of-factly.]

Anyways. Want to come and help me?

[ktiseos]

I am hardly self-conscious-!

[but please stop telling him he looks good. thank you.]

...I suppose I may as well, however.

[fleshedout]

Mmmhmm.

[She's handing him a rolling pin.]

Need to roll out the crusts for these pies. I'm sure you can do that.

[ktiseos]

Of course I can, do not be ridiculous.

[he takes the pin.

...it's a little awkward, on account of his big hands, but he can do it.]

[fleshedout]

Heh.

[They're baking :3]

I suppose at home you can just...magic stuff up, huh?

[ktiseos]

We do still cook our own food, for the most part, but I am not particularly given to it. Nor to sweets in general.

[can he make basic sustenance? yes. cookies? absolutely not.]