[Anders has perfected The Look over the years, apparently. When she relents, though, he offers her a smile in return.]
All right.
[Then it's off to the kitchen. It won't be long before he finds vaguely familiar food. Bread, water, an orange... though he really shouldn't try anything as fancy as cooking soup yet.]
[He's still hopeless with cooking.]
[REGARDLESS. He returns momentarily, offering her the finds.]
[action!]
All right.
[Then it's off to the kitchen. It won't be long before he finds vaguely familiar food. Bread, water, an orange... though he really shouldn't try anything as fancy as cooking soup yet.]
[He's still hopeless with cooking.]
[REGARDLESS. He returns momentarily, offering her the finds.]