[Yes, he's definitely laughing as he accepts that pan...]
I hope not, or next time I'll have to bring a stool! I'm not used to being the short one.
[Right, time to begin with these eggs and the (definitely not Moomoo) milk...also, don't you dare leave this kitchen, he's having too much fun flirting with you.]
But I'm sure I'll get used to it. Pass me a bowl, won't you?
[Thank you for that bowl, though, smarmy commentary aside; at least Sycamore is capable of successfully puzzling out where a whisk might be stored! He'll lean against the counter while he uses said whisk, so he can face you for a little while.]
I do hope we can do this a bit, though. I haven't seen too much of your domestic side! Or, well...not in this manner, anyway.
[You know....all....romantic-like. Not quite the same as being roommates!]
[As much as he'd like to keep up that (egg-free!) contact, he can't make these crêpes one-handed...back to the counter it is! Time to start mixing the dry ingredients.]
Like you said, however, I doubt I'll need to put much effort in. If you can manage Mega Evolution, you can manage this!
[Dry ingredients are in a bowl together (he worked out where to find them, as much as he'd love to watch you fetching them for him...), which gives Sycamore an excuse to turn back around as he mixes them together.
With a knowing smile, of course.]
I always knew you'd work it out eventually. The faith, regardless of amount, isn't up for discussion! If anything, the fact that you did achieve Mega Evolution just proves me right. Don't you think?
[Right, time to let the batter rest while the pan heats up! Which is good, because this seems like an excellent time to be able to face you properly. Smiling, of course!]
That's a brave thing to say before you've seen the way I'm going to react to you performing Mega Evolution, you know.
[But that's not...quite as teasing as it could be. Heh.]
...I appreciate it, though. Keep talking like that and I'll assume you like them!
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Ah, but that's not a strange thing to assume now, is it? My goodness. I might blush, Lysandre!
I'm glad! I can't help but get excited when my favourite student excels.
[Have a fond pat on your cheek, okay (at least...he can reach that without having to grab a stool, you absolute giant), as he checks this pan. The batter should probably rest for a little bit longer, but...oh well, he's hungry. It'll work out!]
At least you do have the advantage of knowing what I'm like. It's important to be enthusiastic about one's loves and passions, Lysandre! I'm including making crêpes among that, by the way.
[If you're getting the impression that...pretty much anything could go on that list, you would...be right....]
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They're...
[...In a cabinet he'll have a way easier time reaching than you, in hindsight, let him...get that...]
If anything, we may have to rearrange some things, if you plan on doing this frequently.
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I mean, I'm more than happy to watch you fetching things for me.
[....you really are so tall, aren't you....it hits a bit differently, now.]
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[Oh my god, have your pan.]
As it stands, not everything is going to be out of your reach, I promise.
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I hope not, or next time I'll have to bring a stool! I'm not used to being the short one.
[Right, time to begin with these eggs and the (definitely not Moomoo) milk...also, don't you dare leave this kitchen, he's having too much fun flirting with you.]
But I'm sure I'll get used to it. Pass me a bowl, won't you?
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[The most he's really aware of is that literally all of his female dates have been able to wear heels if they want to, regardless of their height.]
That said, keep this up and I'll make you climb on the counter eventually.
[Not that he's complaining too much. Take this.]
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[Thank you for that bowl, though, smarmy commentary aside; at least Sycamore is capable of successfully puzzling out where a whisk might be stored! He'll lean against the counter while he uses said whisk, so he can face you for a little while.]
I do hope we can do this a bit, though. I haven't seen too much of your domestic side! Or, well...not in this manner, anyway.
[You know....all....romantic-like. Not quite the same as being roommates!]
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[He has not dated seriously in a really long time, um.]
I'll work it out eventually, I'm sure. I've always been a quick study.
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...don't worry, his hand is clean. No egg or milk residue!]
It's all right, mon cheri. I'll teach you. You've always enjoyed learning from me, no?
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[The contact is nice, as is the fact that it's egg-free.]
You'll certainly have more than enough opportunity.
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[As much as he'd like to keep up that (egg-free!) contact, he can't make these crêpes one-handed...back to the counter it is! Time to start mixing the dry ingredients.]
Like you said, however, I doubt I'll need to put much effort in. If you can manage Mega Evolution, you can manage this!
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[He's still pleased with it, in a somewhat understated sort of way.]
It's good to know you have faith that I'll do as well with this. Even if I do think you have a bit too much of that, at times.
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[Dry ingredients are in a bowl together (he worked out where to find them, as much as he'd love to watch you fetching them for him...), which gives Sycamore an excuse to turn back around as he mixes them together.
With a knowing smile, of course.]
I always knew you'd work it out eventually. The faith, regardless of amount, isn't up for discussion! If anything, the fact that you did achieve Mega Evolution just proves me right. Don't you think?
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[Okay, wet ingredients slowly going into dry....should probably start heating up the pan...]
I'll apologise in advance for my reaction, because it's probably going to be embarrassing. But it comes from a good place.
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That's a brave thing to say before you've seen the way I'm going to react to you performing Mega Evolution, you know.
[But that's not...quite as teasing as it could be. Heh.]
...I appreciate it, though. Keep talking like that and I'll assume you like them!
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Ah, but that's not a strange thing to assume now, is it? My goodness. I might blush, Lysandre!
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[Among all the...everything else. Yes. Anyway.]
Besides, I've always appreciated the enthusiasm.
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[Have a fond pat on your cheek, okay (at least...he can reach that without having to grab a stool, you absolute giant), as he checks this pan. The batter should probably rest for a little bit longer, but...oh well, he's hungry. It'll work out!]
At least you do have the advantage of knowing what I'm like. It's important to be enthusiastic about one's loves and passions, Lysandre! I'm including making crêpes among that, by the way.
[If you're getting the impression that...pretty much anything could go on that list, you would...be right....]
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...Is there much that isn't included among that? I actually have difficulty coming up with things you dislike in any way.
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...hm. I don't really enjoy tea! But I had some with fruit in it and it was actually rather delightful, so perhaps that isn't a good example...
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yeah could we come back to that one, he is. also struggling]
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[oh my god. this is so cute.]
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Ha! Just be confident in the knowledge that you're at the top of the list.
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[Just saying.]
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That depends on how good they taste. But you're in with a fighting chance, at least.
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This is nice, you know. Spending time like this.
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