[Of course. Saul doesn't protest, at least; he never minds her company, even if he's a little unnerved by the staring.
Maybe she's just checking to make sure he won't poison her, or something.
It's a morbid thought, so he doesn't voice it. Instead, he folds his jacket and sets it off to the side, then rolls his sleeves up and gets to work. It's not tough for him to find the ingredients; no one's moved them since he last made stress pancakes, though there's a bit less of everything. He makes a mental note to figure out what's up with the missions later.
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Maybe she's just checking to make sure he won't poison her, or something.
It's a morbid thought, so he doesn't voice it. Instead, he folds his jacket and sets it off to the side, then rolls his sleeves up and gets to work. It's not tough for him to find the ingredients; no one's moved them since he last made stress pancakes, though there's a bit less of everything. He makes a mental note to figure out what's up with the missions later.
Here's hoping Sonya enjoys silent cooking shows.]