[Manabu's expression warms, but he lets him off the hook. this is the kind of thing his mom would talk about, right? the joy that cooking can bring to other people... it's certainly not his main calling in life, but being able to do something for Grey that can bring about that kind of response is gratifying, especially after so much strife.
it makes it easier to accept the routine, too. the physio, the idleness of the day while Grey is making moves out in the world...
easier to a point.
the gun in the house is troubling. Manabu...doesn't want to touch it, let alone use it. but that's impractical.
even so...
even so, when Grey does return at whatever early or late hour in the day, he'll find the gun in pieces, laid out in orderly fashion before a cross-legged Manabu who is using the cooking knife to carefully poke at some electronic component within.]
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it makes it easier to accept the routine, too. the physio, the idleness of the day while Grey is making moves out in the world...
easier to a point.
the gun in the house is troubling. Manabu...doesn't want to touch it, let alone use it. but that's impractical.
even so...
even so, when Grey does return at whatever early or late hour in the day, he'll find the gun in pieces, laid out in orderly fashion before a cross-legged Manabu who is using the cooking knife to carefully poke at some electronic component within.]