[ Don't look so excited. I'm not that great at cooking...
He feels like he should bring up that he was a second-generation rich kid! In two universes! He's had chefs prepare his meals! He has no idea what he's doing in the kitchen, but can read instructions! That's really it!
Still, he knows he's just creating a wall with all his jokes and flippant thoughts. Not against her, not against himself. It's meant to let his heart recover after everything he's said, everything she's said, everything done. It's pretty shaken and just needs some time to itself to think.
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He feels like he should bring up that he was a second-generation rich kid! In two universes! He's had chefs prepare his meals! He has no idea what he's doing in the kitchen, but can read instructions! That's really it!
Still, he knows he's just creating a wall with all his jokes and flippant thoughts. Not against her, not against himself. It's meant to let his heart recover after everything he's said, everything she's said, everything done. It's pretty shaken and just needs some time to itself to think.
He says like it has nothing to do with him.
Holding out his hand, he offers a smile. ]
Let's go.