Ridiculous men, the two of them. Ridiculous, but concerned and clearly doing this for his sake.
"If you burn down the cabin we're moving in with you," he warns Fitzjames, fond smirk finally tugging at the corner of his mouth. On the table he sets the jars of pickled greens and a few bulbs of arrowhead and burdock he'd stashed into his pocket, then pauses to roll up his sleeves. The left sleeve is folded easily enough, but the right he always needs assistance with, and seeing Rama occupied he extends his arm out to Fitzjames for help.
When one lives with a single hand, it's surprising how little vanity one has left.
"All one needs to know about cooking is how not to burn the food. I think you can manage that, James, don't you?"
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Ridiculous men, the two of them. Ridiculous, but concerned and clearly doing this for his sake.
"If you burn down the cabin we're moving in with you," he warns Fitzjames, fond smirk finally tugging at the corner of his mouth. On the table he sets the jars of pickled greens and a few bulbs of arrowhead and burdock he'd stashed into his pocket, then pauses to roll up his sleeves. The left sleeve is folded easily enough, but the right he always needs assistance with, and seeing Rama occupied he extends his arm out to Fitzjames for help.
When one lives with a single hand, it's surprising how little vanity one has left.
"All one needs to know about cooking is how not to burn the food. I think you can manage that, James, don't you?"