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[Being moved along until they reach the kitchen. After a pause or two where he stands awkwardly, he breaks away to see what we have to cook with. What's in the fridge?]

Mm... I don't expect adjustment to be easy for Walker, but he mustn't push himself too hard to compensate. If he forgets we're all here for him, you best remind him sternly. Keep in mind, I'll have my eye on you as well...

[The fridges (there are actually two fairly large ones) have many shelves filled with labeled meats wrapped in waxed paper, as well as a stock of perishable ingredients common in baking, such as eggs and milk and butter. In one of them there's some fruit, but the majority of native fruits and veggies are kept on the dining table when it isn't being used.

Note points out a pantry nearby where Book can find dry ingredients like flour, sugar, and seasonings. As expected, a kitchen belonging to a Link with an Allen to feed is rather well stocked.]

[He shakes his head slightly in response to his twin's words]

That's one lesson he's learned especially well. Relying on others... I'm certain I still need work in that area, but I think I can manage it if it's you.

Ah, thank you.

[Bustling over to the pantry after poking through the refrigerator. He takes a moment to look everything over, perhaps trying to decide what he should make. Something quick and simple should do it. Yes, thinking about cooking definitely helps him not feel quite as self-conscious.]

You won't have to rely on me much if you take things slow for a day or so. Don't you dare say it's unnecessary, either. Goodness, you could hardly stand on your own feet…

[Pulling out some flour and sugar, then returning to the double fridges for milk and eggs.]

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[Taking a seat at the table as if to appease his twin]

You did expend quite a bit of energy yourself, you know. At the very least I could help with measuring or mixing and the like.

[Neatly arranging everything on the counter so he can search for a bowl. It's a good thing he's busy with his back turned, because Note calling him out was a little surprising.]

... Yes, this is true. As much as I'd prefer you focus on getting rest, you're welcome to a few minor tasks if it sees you satisfied. How do you feel about pancakes?

Pancakes sounds like a fine idea. We will have to make a batch with slightly less sugar for Nova, he isn't very fond of sweets. Just a small serving should be enough for him.

[picks out some fruit to cut up after the pancakes are made before getting up to come help. It takes a couple attempts to get into a rhythm, what with being used to doing the steps in the same order as Book is used to, but he lets him take charge as needed.]

He doesn't care for sweets? What a shame. I firmly believe there's nothing a savory cake can't cure.

[It's sort of nice cooking together like this. He'd been fretting over Walker too much to appreciate the sweet melon pie Note had made so long ago. Well, he won't squander this chance.

It takes no time at all for them to sift the flour and sugar for the batter, then whip everything together. Book begins dropping spoonfuls of batter in a heated pan, striving for the perfect pancake. Could be he's also trying to impress his twin a little.]

I'm certain he can be won over with the right recipe, it will just take time to perfect, I imagine.

[Book's pancakes are already infinitely better than canon!Allen's, the one time Note supervised him in making some. No doubt they are perfectly golden.]

[Perfectly golden, light, and fluffy… Truly, this pancake is a masterpiece. With an agile flick of his spatula, Book turns it onto a plate and starts the process again.]

Mm. I'll leave that to you. He is your… the other—ah, I'm not certain what to call him, but I believe you know what I mean. Are you two also…?

[?]

Are we also--

--oh--

--no--certainly not! I.. I realize--everything... I'm involved in seems quite unconventional! But, ah, it isn't... that sort of relationship.

[now he's self-conscious about them all sharing the same bed--oh god--but it's just for sleeping!!]

--That is, of course I do make an effort to get along with him, that is essential, but it isn't anything quite like how either of us feels about Walker... I suppose we're friends?

[Seems slightly relieved??? You did tell him you have your own bed, anyway.]

Yes, of course. Forgive me for rushing to conclusions, it's simply that… Ah, well, as you've said, these are rather exceptional circumstances. Sometimes however, I do wonder how everyone manages to share so politely. Perhaps I'm too old fashioned, or it could be that I'm the jealous sort, but I could never see myself sharing…

N-Not Walker. Metaphorically, I mean!

[TURNING THIS PANCAKE.]

I can't really say I'm not also the jealous sort... It was simply my circumstances that lead to a change of opinions on certain things. We didn't always share so politely... If anything, I was... ah.. late, and intruding on their relationship, so... Nova and I did clash a few times...

It took Nova and Walker a long time to reach the point where something like this didn't feel like a threat to what they had... And I didn't want it to be, seeing as Walker cared so much about him and worked very hard to earn his trust. But it's.. easier to be generous, when you're the one waiting.

--Ah--l-listen to me prattle--I apologize, I don't mean to make you uncomfortable with all these details!

[Glancing over after finishing with the second pancake, his expression slightly more open. It seems Note isn't so different when it comes to love after all.]

N-No, really, it isn't... I mean, I've always been a little curious, though I know I shouldn't be. It's only—ah—waiting? What are you waiting for?

[... For Nova to drop dead?]

[Goodness, no... Hesitates, as if he's not sure if that invitation to say more is honest, or how this will be received...]

Ah, well, it's no longer necessary for me to wait, but at the time it was... Well, Walker had originally resolved to respect Nova's feelings and had to refuse me. If that were the end of it I.. I'm sure I would have moved on and sought only to look after Walker as a friend, but... I eventually confirmed with him that my feelings were actually returned. I suppose normally in such a situation, he would be forced to choose, but I couldn't ask such a decision of him... So, well... I waited. Either for us to return to our separate worlds or for Nova to feel steady enough that we could share without issue...

When one puts it like that… I—yes, I believe I understand now, and the three of you hardly seems as outrageous as it once did. While I doubt I'll ever approve of Walker's wandering heart, I…

[Trying to find his words]

Mm, I think you've handled it well. I apologize for delving into your business and fussing about harems, especially when you've put a great deal of consideration into your situation… Perhaps I could learn a thing or two from you.

[shakes his head] I realize how it looks...

Though honestly, I would say Walker's heart perhaps has the opposite problem. Once he's won over completely, he will remain that way, so asking him to withhold his true feelings is ultimately an exercise in futility. Still, it was at least four months after I had first confessed to him that we allowed ourselves to be together, once it was confirmed Nova could live with it. All that time between then, he respected Nova's wishes despite mutual feelings toward me.

I'm certain if his heart truly wandered I wouldn't be able to take it at all...

--In any case, whatever you may learn from me, don't feel as if you must somehow apply it. Every situation is different, and what I am satisfied with is entirely dependent on how it came to be.

[Your unique case is making it harder and harder for him to find ways to disapprove of this homosexual polygamy thing (which totally involves him from another timeline), and it occurs to him that maybe that's what's been troubling him all along. Goodness, now's not the time to have a religious crisis…]

A-Ah… Yes, well… You needn't worry. Should I ever fall for a Walker, I only intend use your experience as a rough guideline. I do hope it never becomes necessary, though. Now, eat this before it grows cold.

[Nudging a plate with two fluffy pancakes in Note's direction.]

Mm, I imagine you're dealing with enough new territory as things are...

[cutting a piece out with a fork, just plain, to have a taste] The pancakes are delicious, Book.

They're no different than what you would have made, I'm sure.

[Starting on another]

We've enough batter left to finish off Walker's plate, then Nova will have his turn. I hope you'll help me measure out the appropriate amount of sugar.

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