[Kozak's inquiry goes pointedly ignored; it's the same question every evening, in spite of the fact that his heightened senses mean he's well aware of the ingredients and the dishes Perry'd known by name had long since started to dwindle. He's a good cook, but it comes from a lifetime of self-sufficiency, not any real academic interest in the craft itself.
Instead he answers by way of setting the table-- the knock at the door comes just as he's finished setting one place 'too many'. Perry excuses himself, still without explanation, to answer the door, stepping aside to allow Rhade entry. The armful of plant and package prompts him to forego the more traditional niceties in favor of the more immediately functional:] Anything I can take off your hands, there?
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Instead he answers by way of setting the table-- the knock at the door comes just as he's finished setting one place 'too many'. Perry excuses himself, still without explanation, to answer the door, stepping aside to allow Rhade entry. The armful of plant and package prompts him to forego the more traditional niceties in favor of the more immediately functional:] Anything I can take off your hands, there?