Who: Angelo + .... whomever When: March-April, likely. Where: [ hand gestures ] What: general log, closed starters for some people, open starters for anyone who just wants to hang Warnings: will be updated as they come up.
He does keep an eye on him as he practices, but he also is working on dinner. Checking it after a few pokes here and there, he's determined it's cooked well and probably can be eaten anytime soon. Another culinary accomplishment for the books.
"You're doing well." He says in approval, washing his hands after. "Would you like to eat first, then practice outside, or save dinner for later?"
"Eat first!" Huaisang responds at once, and for a moment it's swapped around which of them is the parent and which the child. Huaisang's tone is bright and excited, a child impatient for dinner, even while he has a dangerous weapon in dexterous hands that take it apart and put it back together again with graceful efficiency, learning every part of it in the process.
Good enough of a reason to start dinner early. Angelo sets the plates and cups on the other end of the table instead, and makes room for their dinner. He watches Huaisang go through the motions and satisfied, nods in approval.
"When you wash your hands - take care to do it twice and put lotion on it if you don't want your hands to dry out. The oil used for the gun isn't so hospital to bare skin.
Otherwise, well. Dig in, I suppose." He pauses for a bit, and then adds, "next time, we'll need more dessert."
Something like fruit will do. He can't trust this town's idea of desserts sometimes, what with jello making it more often than not to the menu.
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"You're doing well." He says in approval, washing his hands after. "Would you like to eat first, then practice outside, or save dinner for later?"
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Good enough of a reason to start dinner early. Angelo sets the plates and cups on the other end of the table instead, and makes room for their dinner. He watches Huaisang go through the motions and satisfied, nods in approval.
"When you wash your hands - take care to do it twice and put lotion on it if you don't want your hands to dry out. The oil used for the gun isn't so hospital to bare skin.
Otherwise, well. Dig in, I suppose." He pauses for a bit, and then adds, "next time, we'll need more dessert."
Something like fruit will do. He can't trust this town's idea of desserts sometimes, what with jello making it more often than not to the menu.