[ This would feel oddly domestic, if it weren't for the setting's effects that keep driving Hien to make the best soup that's ever been made and trying to think of a sob story connected to that, but he's... holding on pretty well.
After the carrots have been diced enough, Hien gathers all the ingredients and cooks them. The end result is a very creamy carrot and sweet potato soup! He pours that into a bowl and hands it to Thorns with a spoon, just in time for him to go blind again. ]
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once he resettles after TELEPORTING, he watches hien scurry around. ]
Let me know if there's any way I can help.
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[ Not like Thorns has to be a pro, but Hien is also curious. ]
"I'm fine though. This will be simple to make."
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[ he needs to know how to cook in order to survive, anyway. ]
But if you're sure.
[ it just feels odd to let someone else do all of the works ]
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"Can you dice these? Into very small pieces."
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he will silently do as instructed. ]
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After the carrots have been diced enough, Hien gathers all the ingredients and cooks them. The end result is a very creamy carrot and sweet potato soup! He pours that into a bowl and hands it to Thorns with a spoon, just in time for him to go blind again. ]
"This should be good enough."
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but he will take the spoon so that he can dig in. ]
... It's good.
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[ Just a little proud that Thorns likes it despite the probable lack of standards or expectations. ]
"If you want to eat some again, let me know. I'll make it for you anytime."
[ He'll even make gazpacho after their sparring routines... ]