steepwithdead | Folkmore

Not used to healing magic, still. I'll get there eventually. [Give it time, the right dice roll could make healing blast a hole in someone.]

I prefer having both arms, but... I don't need to lead an army anymore or be ready to fight at the drop of a hat. I can manage relatively alright, or at least set things up to make it easier.

[He offers that back easily enough, working on chopping other ingredients.]

You're not required to get used to it or anything. I just feel, if there's something that can be done to ease someone's pain, may as well do it.

[Most of the time his power is just sitting around waiting to be used, courtesy of a goddess he can no longer reach. She'd want him to keep giving those gifts freely, without restraint.]

There'll be an adjustment period, both mentally and physically. Perhaps to ease yourself into it, limit yourself to a few hours a day? After so much fighting, it won't just be your shoulder that needs a long time to rest and heal.

I was more thinking along the lines I'd get in some kind of trouble and ask you to help, but, that's a good way to look at it. To approach that kind of power. [He's aware he's likelier to get hurt somehow than anything else.] If you can do something to help, you should. Just don't lose yourself to it. Been there, done that.

[Bit by bit things are coming together for the soba. Leo is happy about that much.]

That'll be the hard part, just getting through the adjustment period without just going back to what I usually do. I'll want to wear the arm. It's my arm after all. [He huffs in amusement.] It's also starting to hurt me, but, you didn't hear that from me.

Ah, well. That's true as well, then. If you've got an emergency and need a healer, you know who to call.

[He peers around Leonardo to look at the pans he's working on. Since it's a new recipe, he's especially curious.]

Hurting you how?

Hopefully I won't have to tug on you for any house calls. I like... this. You and me, hanging out.

[Leonardo had cooked this meal at least one other time, so he seems to have a decent idea of what he's doing. Cooking montage is happening mid-conversation, wow!

He seems to debate with himself before settling on honesty. Between the two of them, it feels less like some horrifying admittance.]

Chafing more against my skin, weighing on me a bit heavier. I didn't think it was that bad back home, then again, I guess I just didn't notice since I didn't have time to. [He chuckles absently at that.]

I prefer this, too.

[Not really what he'd call fun, the whole treatment of desperate injuries. It's his job and he'll do it, of course, but peace, friendship... this really is better.]

The good part about being able to notice such things, having the time for it, is that you also have the time to make things better.

We can make this a thing if you want, just having dinners? [This was meant as a thank you, but... Leo was hopeful they could be friends. Real friends. Even if Donnie thought he'd somehow ruin this.] We swap on who cooks and try a few things.

That time is going to be an interesting adjustment period. Having it, being able to use it how I want.

Mm... I'd like that, yeah.

[He's usually friendly even on bad days, and Leonardo is easy to get along with. And... well, he wouldn't say as much. But he is so terribly lonely on his own in this house most of the time, and ill-suited to be alone, after everything that happened back home. The company is real nice.]

I think you're doing alright, adjusting so far. Give yourself some grace, take your time.

We can pick a day, or make it whenever. Not like I can't find my way to you.

[He chuckles at that, waggling a snap pea back at the firbolg.] Considering I got lectured by a fifteen-year-old about eating too many grilled cheese sandwiches, finding grace for myself is a little tricky.

I'm not really one for strict schedules. Call on me when you feel like it.

[He's chill, just come over, whatever.]

You need to give your stomach some grace too, sounds like. Along with variety.

Dangerous thing to say, since I could show up at your doorstep with ingredients when you least expect it. [He will text or call every time.]

Grilled cheese is a perfect food, thank you. It's cheesy, its grilled, its bread and butter. I add things in there too.

How terrible.

[ lol, lmao even. (Except Cad doesn't cuss. lmbo?) ]

I won't argue against the merits of grilled cheese. Never actually had one until after I left home. Cheese wasn't really a thing where I grew up.

[Leo. Leo Leo Leo Leo. This man maybe has never had pizza.]

Very tragic for your sense of peace. [He arches an eye ridge back at that. With everything chopped, stirred and the noodles in the process, Leonardo has a moment to lean against the edge of the counter.

A thought occurs to him.]

Wait. Quessstiionn, have you eaten pizza before? Cause I'd be happy to make you a killer grilled cheese, but pizza takes priority.

[Caduceus blinks back at him, not quite clueless, but obviously missing the immediate passion that comes from someone who knows and loves pizza.]

I've heard of it.

If I was not making you soba, I would take you out for pizza ASAP. [This man is embarrassingly dedicated to pizza.] It is The Food of all time.

Cheese, toppings of your choice, crust that could have cheese in it!

Ah.

[Such unexpected passion for the Unknown Food! He'll have to remember that.]

You'll have to guide me on the toppings, then. I wouldn't know where to start.

[Leo is going to stir those noodles, checking to see if they're ready yet, whilst talking about pizza.]

Given you're vegetarian, I'm gonna have to think about that. [He mentally flips through a few options.] Maybe a Margherita pizza? Its cheese, sauce, more cheese and some basil.

I'm not opposed, though that might be too much cheese...

[He hasn't had a lot of dairy growing up! Even cow milk is fairly new for him.]

What do you usually have on yours?

The crust usually can balance out the cheese, but we'll see.

I like a good Hawaiian pizza. [That will mean NOTHING to him, you stupid twunk-] Pineapple and ham. Sweet and salty combo.

I haven't had a chance to try pineapple, either.

[Just a whole pile of firsts are coming your way, forest man.]

You can have mushrooms, bell peppers, pineapple, spinach- your options are pretty endless.

[He's happy to show Cad the wonders of pizza.]

Cad's eyes brighten.]

I do love mushrooms. Peppers and spinach sounds good, too.

[He's being won over on pizza. (Like it's hard.)]

[The power of pizza compels us all.]

See, you already got a perfect pizza in mind. We just gotta make it. [he's going to stir the soba noodles.] These feel almost ready.

Next time, then.

[Or whenever. Caduceus pushes away from the counter and fetches some oven mitts, crouching to open the oven.]

Good timing, the buns are about done. They'll be fresh and cool enough to eat by the time it's plated.

Definitely next time. [he just needs to find a pizza dough recipe. Maybe Mikey has one...]

Perfect. I can bet dipping the buns into the sauce will be good too. [He hangs back as Caduceus moves to free the buns from the oven.]

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straight up forgot 'ass' in lmao was a curse for a bit until I thought about it

lol

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