"I thought that it might be nice if wardens, and inmates who would feel inclined," he's not forgetting them, he just didn't want them to feel pressured, "could help with cooking a dish they happen to know well every so often. The idea was to allow people to share their favorite meals with others, and to increase the variety of dishes occasionally without putting undo strain on the kitchen staff."
"I actually tried to put something like that together a few years ago, when I first started kitchen work. People are surprisingly reluctant to talk about simple pleasures... or maybe because I was an inmate with a reputation, they just didn't want to tell me." He smiles, a little crooked. "You're better at getting quick answers than I am, I think. If you can get people on board I'd be happy to have them."
Lark is physically incapable of getting tired of food, and the thought of a new item sparks his interest immediately. "Of course. What meal do you have in mind?"
"I volunteer to be a taste tester," Pagan says as he returns from the kitchen. Now that they've returned to easier conversation, he can settle back in. "For the good of the Barge. Make sure that it comes out up to the standards we've come to expect."
He holds up a hand. "No need to thank me. That's as far as my altruism extends."
Pagan returns with his arm around Kiryu, lounging in the chair like the goddamn king he was instead of an inmate with two wardens.
"Then it's settled. Anything for a homecooked meal, honestly. As long as it's not my cooking. You missed the New Year party, Kazuma, but - " He shakes his head. "Yunlan and I tried making dumplings and it was an unmitigated disaster. Combine that with the fact that it was during a flood where we couldn't understand each other and, well, you can imagine the results. We managed to come out with something that would make our respective grandparents shudder, but it was edible, at least. So I leave the cooking to others."
"You didn't want me near the knives and I didn't want to wash dishes," he points out to Lark. "Hardly the same. But I know my strengths, boys. And they are not kitchen-based."
Try again? Bah! The first time was annoying enough.
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"He seemed very lost," he observes quietly, "and very tired." He gestures to the kitchen before he looks back to Lark.
"I mentioned an idea to him, actually, and he said I should speak to you. You work in the kitchen?"
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He doesn't look back at Pagan, preferring to take his absence as a blessing. He saw that expression.
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"If you would allow, I'd be the first contributor."
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"I could make it with chicken or just with vegetables to make sure everyone had an option."
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He holds up a hand. "No need to thank me. That's as far as my altruism extends."
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A quick bow of his head.
“Especially after this meal.”
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"Then it's settled. Anything for a homecooked meal, honestly. As long as it's not my cooking. You missed the New Year party, Kazuma, but - " He shakes his head. "Yunlan and I tried making dumplings and it was an unmitigated disaster. Combine that with the fact that it was during a flood where we couldn't understand each other and, well, you can imagine the results. We managed to come out with something that would make our respective grandparents shudder, but it was edible, at least. So I leave the cooking to others."
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"I do maintain the dining hall, though, so if there's anything you need in that regard, Lark-san, please let me know."
He glances at Pagan, and there's another of those not!smiles over at him.
"But if you ever wish to try again, you can use my kitchen."
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Try again? Bah! The first time was annoying enough.