[ Tezcatlipoca laughs too, and he’s clearly enjoying himself. Just… as a whole, honestly. He has affection for his little band of freaks, but all three of them are also deeply serious people. Like, to the point that Tezcatlipoca was the light-hearted one by comparison, and he was a god presiding over some damn depressing topics! So… This is fun. It’s simple, but this just isn’t the kind of thing he gets to do.

As he laughs, he tosses the first patty into the skillet, then nods to the small stack of mismatched plates. All, you know. Three of them. You don’t need much down here in Kowloon. ]

I don’t mind some extra raw meat, but figure you will. Looks good to me, so just grab one of those plates and we’ll share. No reason to get extra stuff dirty.