The kitchen is an excellent place to breathe, even with Break in it. This is in no small part because he uses the kitchen for that purpose himself. He has his own bedroom, of course, but the point of a bedroom is that it has one's bed in it and in Break's case this provides an opportunity to lay in it for hours staring into darkness and being existential.
No such opportunity in the kitchen. The kitchen has teapots and tasty things and a great many toys to play with, now that Break is learning how to use them. When he's working and learning at Lysithea's house he makes do with what he has, relying on her to set things up for him and to swing around to check on him from time to time, and he likes to avoid the other bakers' shifts both simply to avoid them but also to prevent such annoyances as having to hunt down communal supplies when others make off with them. Here in his own home, the kitchen is arranged just so with everything in its proper place always, and a great many other helpful attributes for a blind man -- such as canisters with the labels engraved into them directly so that he can feel the letters out, and the vanilla has been transferred to a wide-mouthed jar, such that Break can scoop it out instead of having to pour it into a measuring spoon. While he certainly isn't hesitant at Lysithea's, the easy confidence he moves with here is much more natural, and that makes him easier to be around than usual, too.
"Mm. Pretty soon we'll be having exactly the sort of morning that wants cinnamon buns hot out of the oven, right?" he says as he rolls up his sleeves. "No time like the present to start practicing."
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The kitchen is an excellent place to breathe, even with Break in it. This is in no small part because he uses the kitchen for that purpose himself. He has his own bedroom, of course, but the point of a bedroom is that it has one's bed in it and in Break's case this provides an opportunity to lay in it for hours staring into darkness and being existential.
No such opportunity in the kitchen. The kitchen has teapots and tasty things and a great many toys to play with, now that Break is learning how to use them. When he's working and learning at Lysithea's house he makes do with what he has, relying on her to set things up for him and to swing around to check on him from time to time, and he likes to avoid the other bakers' shifts both simply to avoid them but also to prevent such annoyances as having to hunt down communal supplies when others make off with them. Here in his own home, the kitchen is arranged just so with everything in its proper place always, and a great many other helpful attributes for a blind man -- such as canisters with the labels engraved into them directly so that he can feel the letters out, and the vanilla has been transferred to a wide-mouthed jar, such that Break can scoop it out instead of having to pour it into a measuring spoon. While he certainly isn't hesitant at Lysithea's, the easy confidence he moves with here is much more natural, and that makes him easier to be around than usual, too.
"Mm. Pretty soon we'll be having exactly the sort of morning that wants cinnamon buns hot out of the oven, right?" he says as he rolls up his sleeves. "No time like the present to start practicing."