Eh, I'd call it practical more than nice. Wasn't an everyday thing. Just didn't always have copious offerings from the people of Mictlan to tide us over, so I filled in the gaps.

[ He gets to chopping at this point, and he's, uh. Adept with a knife. Maybe that's not a surprise, considering, but it is Notable. ]

But, ha, no matter what, you're not as bad as he is. [ He does laugh more as he thinks about it, then shrugs. ] It's a crazy fuckin' story, but easiest to just say he has, I dunno, turbo amnesia. I never asked because even if I taught him how to cook anything, he wouldn't remember it the next day. So. No need, right?

[ And there's just a little bit of a soft smile on his face for a moment, but he's quickly back to joking around. ]

'Course, playing chef and caretaker ain't my usual kind of gig, so don't get the wrong idea. At this rate, you're going to think that I'm a nice guy or something.

[ There's some teasing in his tone, but that just makes it hard to tell whether that comment is lightly self-deprecating or serious... ]