[ "...always perfect if it's from you." But he stops himself when he reflects on the times she'd protest and say how hard he works for her. Even wanting to make the perfect stew, reminiscent of his childhood days. Of course he's happy with anything and everything she's given him. But if this is what she wants to do, strive for that "perfection"... Who was he to stop her? He can be happy with what she's done and accept more. So letting that thought trail away, he genuinely smiles once more. ]
I'm looking forward to it.
[ A beat. ...two beats. ]
That was fun.
[ He ain't saying anything more on the subject. Whether it was baking the cookies, or getting distracted? They were having fun. ]
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[ "...always perfect if it's from you." But he stops himself when he reflects on the times she'd protest and say how hard he works for her. Even wanting to make the perfect stew, reminiscent of his childhood days. Of course he's happy with anything and everything she's given him. But if this is what she wants to do, strive for that "perfection"... Who was he to stop her? He can be happy with what she's done and accept more. So letting that thought trail away, he genuinely smiles once more. ]
I'm looking forward to it.
[ A beat. ...two beats. ]
That was fun.
[ He ain't saying anything more on the subject. Whether it was baking the cookies, or getting distracted? They were having fun. ]