[ Pell keeps a mental eye on Jill and Will so as to make sure she doesn't hurt him too much -- he's not done playing, just being nice and sharing the fun, so it won't do if Will dies. He lingers by the door until Will calls him over, seeing him holding up a spoon for tasting. Pell smiles, knowing full well what is in the meal. This will be excellent to torture Pell with later. ]
Is it ready?
[ He comes over happily, reaching for Will's hand to steady the spoon as he tries it. It's honestly very good, the double certainly knows his way around a kitchen somehow. He knew Will could grill but the man never seemed to cook for just himself, the actual Pell bringing food over to him whenever he could. Bleeding heart. ]
Mm. Compliments to the chef. I'll need a recipe if you're willing to share your secrets.
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Is it ready?
[ He comes over happily, reaching for Will's hand to steady the spoon as he tries it. It's honestly very good, the double certainly knows his way around a kitchen somehow. He knew Will could grill but the man never seemed to cook for just himself, the actual Pell bringing food over to him whenever he could. Bleeding heart. ]
Mm. Compliments to the chef. I'll need a recipe if you're willing to share your secrets.