[ Mako's eyes are still closed. He's still half-lost in the smell of this thing, but talking about Pthumerians and Patrons is a reminder of where he really is: in his kitchen, in Trench, with probably a bunch of people coming over and food to finish. With a quiet huff, Mako opens his eyes again and sets the thing carefully on the counter. ]
Help me finish chopping stuff for the hotpot while you're here.
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[ Mako's eyes are still closed. He's still half-lost in the smell of this thing, but talking about Pthumerians and Patrons is a reminder of where he really is: in his kitchen, in Trench, with probably a bunch of people coming over and food to finish. With a quiet huff, Mako opens his eyes again and sets the thing carefully on the counter. ]
Help me finish chopping stuff for the hotpot while you're here.