[ Or maybe he's just prepping himself for some sort of daddy kink, Kimberly. You don't know. But it's true that he is everyone's dad. That's not far from the truth. He does not approve of men that won't treat her the way she deserves to be. Maybe they're nice in some ways or maybe they're just flings. But those things don't mean that they can slack in the way they treat you. That's wrong. More than wrong. Maybe he's naive. Maybe he's old fashioned. Either way he just believes that whether it's casual or not the person should at least be a decent person. It's only fair.

He does spend a lot more time avoiding getting stabbed and disarming people with knives than using them to chop vegetables. It's a nice change of pace to be here. He didn't learn how to cook when he got out of the ice. He learned long before. He'd been on his own since he was eighteen years old. Living with barely any money didn't give him a chance to go out and eat. He had to make his own meals. Make them last for as long as he could. Which makes him sound more depressing. ]

Um. How good are you at chopping vegetables? Cause if you're not gonna cut your fingertips off then I'll happily let you take over. But if you need a lesson or two about how to rock the blade we can do that.

[ There's a joke in there somewhere. ]