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[ Anyone near the kitchen might notice Duke in there. At first he's just walking about, a little awkwardly, perhaps, taking turns and just mentally mapping where everything is. He pauses occasionally, hearing the sound of one of those magic fairies, but since he can't figure out what it is, it's ignored.

After that he's going to start cooking, and if knives near fingers make you nervous, don't watch him. Although he's doing fairly well at not nicking his fingers as he starts working on making something involving eggs.

Not doing so well at keeping his fingers free of egg, so there might be a tiny bit of that dripped on the page before the sounds of stirring and him finding things comes through the journal. ]

... If it was not this warm inside the castle.. what would you have done to keep yourself warm? [ He probably would have just become a mass of blankets and tried to sleep through winter, because there's no desert for him to wander off to, but shush. Chop chop chop - silence. ]

.....Stings..

((OOC: Feel free to come in and ask him to make an omelet for you too, or take advantage of the fact his hands are a bit busy for kissing! I promise no stabbing will happen. 8D))

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[ Sorry, Felix, Duke wasn't aware that knowing how to kiss was something important. But that encouraging sound means he was doing something right, right? At least Duke thought it was being encouraging, so he's doing a little less of mimicking and more of trying things in the same vein.

What is he supposed to do with his hand now? Um. ]

[Welcome to Felix's priorities. He smiles lightly and deepens the kiss a bit.

You're on your own with the hand, though.]

[ He'll work on figuring out what to do with his hand later, maybe, possibly, because he thinks that was a smile and smiles should be good, right? Unless they were mocking or teasing but there's a difference he can't quite grasp with those.

And then changing a little and he isn't sure what to do - Other than stop trying to think so much. That would probably help things. He'll just. Try things that seem similar to what Felix does. Should work, right? He's a bit fail at this... ]

[Well, he's sort of getting the idea now, but he's starting to get the feeling that Duke isn't really getting into the spirit of this. It feels too...mechanical to him. It's a little disquieting.

He breaks the kiss with a slight sight and a parting nip to Duke's lips, though he still has that arm around the other man.]

You don't do this much, do you?

[ Duke's not quite certain what that nip means, other than it feels a little odd and he tucks his lips into his mouth a moment.

And promptly starts turning a bit red at Felix's question. ]

..... No. [ An answer with more explanation might involve something about more than a decade unless CPR counts. ]

Bit of a shame, really. [He will step away now, bemusedly watching Duke blush. It's incredibly attractive on all that pale skin.]

We should probably finish this since we've started, though, hm?

[He means the omelet]

....? [ So confused - and that was stepping away. While his face stays red, he's a bit confused, because he'd decided focus on something else, finish what if he was stepping -

Right. He was making food. ]

.... Omelet. [ Still red faced, where is the pan. Duke seems to be able to focus enough that he doesn't reach out and put his hand down on the counter anywhere, but starts at the face of the counter to find the stove first. ]

Don't burn yourself again...

What shall I do next? [You're gonna have to walk him through this, Duke. He doesn't cook much]

... Avoiding.. [ And he found it again. Handle is there. ]

.... If something smells good, then.. [ A bit of an absent wave. Where did he put the cup of already cracked eggs. ]

Nothing is going to smell good until you get it in that pan...

...what are you looking for?

Eggs. [ Although he turns a little back toward Felix as he carefully feels about for that glass. ]

... Have you not opened the cupboards around here to simply smell what is inside? [ Don't tell him that his nose has gotten that much better after he lost sight. The cupboard with all the spices in it is probably a good candidate for trying this.

... Is this his eggs..? ]

Smelling is usually a secondary effect rather than an aim.

[Watching...sort of wondering if Duke it going to spill the bowl of eggs]

Eggs don't really have a scent, do they?

.....Hmm. Somewhat helpful when trying to pick food.

[ He manages not to spill it, but there's egg white on his fingers now. Not that he seems to care as he brings that back toward the pan. ]

... When cooked. [ Speaking of cooking, that pan has been on the heat for a little while. Duke turns it down before dumping his bowl of eggs into it. That's a nice amount of sudden sizzling. ]

[Once he's satisfied that Duke isn't about to set himself of fire, he moves back to the counter]

Do you need the onions now?

[ Duke's hair is mostly out of the way, so the chances of that aren't very high. ]

... Think so. On the egg. [ And Duke scoots carefully to one side so Felix can put the onion in the pan better. ]

[He is still dubious, but he'll do as Duke says, carefully scraping the chopping onions from the cutting board and into the pan]

[ Duke listens to that, and when Felix stops, he inches back toward the pan, wooden spoon like thing in hand. He waits a bit, then uses that to do his best to flip the eggs in half. Might be iffy on his success. ]

[Well, it's not like he can tell Duke he missed a spot. It's not going to be pretty, but he'll hope for edible]

[ Duke seems to be carefully listening to the pan and keeps his head somewhat awkwardly over it to better pay attention to the smell.

So it's a little on the over-done side, but nothing's charred when he shifts the pan from the heat. ]

... Plates?

[Felix goes to fetch a pair of them and sets them on the counter]

Ah...maybe I should...?

..... Likely best if... [ He'll just put the frying pan down then. A bit of thinking and.. finding forks now. ]

[Yes, you do that, Duke. He'll get the unevenly-cooked eggs onto the plates instead of the floor. Well, it was probably just as good as he would have managed, which is sad given that he can actually see. Those eggs still might need some help, though.

Wordlessly, he moves to the fridge to find some cheese]

[ While Felix moves, Duke finds those forks. He spends a moment trying to figure out where the other had gone, but deciding cups is a good idea. You have things to drink with things to eat, normally.

And then he sets to trying to find the table with his hand rather than any part of his legs. ]

[He eyes the cups and anticipates Duke's plan for them]

Anything I else I should get while I am over here?

..... Anything you want to drink. [ Duke is going to be boring as usual and get himself some water.

After he finds that table and puts one of the cups there, and leaves the forks where he's pretty sure he can find them again. ]

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