[Jason has very fragile and very terrible trust. So yes.
Luckily, as soon as he sees Joonghyuk start putting on shoes, he is smart enough to realize he will simply get left behind. That is the only outcome here. Unfortunately, he wears stupid combat boots, so it takes him a bit longer to put his on.
It’s very hilarious to see how quick he shoots out of the door and after Joonghyuk and Niah. He isn’t running, but he’s sprinting to catch up.]
[ Joonghyuk's ears and tail are the same, finding this all normal. And yes, they are not getting kicked out. Fastening on an apron, he looks to Jason with a raised brow. ]
Does that matter?
[ THE POINT IS HE HAS IT NOW. Watch him cook very efficiently, such skill. Much cooking mama/iron chef. He just feeds Niah raw meat every now and then. ]
I mean, I guess. They serve food. At least be glad you have anything at all.
[He watches Joonghyuk just be at home here in the kitchen with an apron. There is a kind of "kid warily watching out for parents who might find him being naughty" expression as he glances around the kitchen.
He is waiting to get thrown out. But it does not come.
So then he gets curious, and he does a little meander around to be nosy in a place he normally would get ushered out of. He comes back around to stand near Joonghyuk beside Niah and watch.]
I'm never going to be grateful while we're in this situation.
[ Joonghyuk is a toddler, really. He feels how they're entitled to use the facilities however they want if they're pawns. Niah, while basically eating some chicken, follows Jason around the kitchen with careful steps.
ROARING FLAMES!! When Jason comes by, but only a second. ]
[...He looks at these noodles, skeptical. Not of the noodles, of course.] There's no way you aren't smart enough to know how to make the right amount of food. [He isn't stupid only because he knows how precise and particular Joonghyuk is. BUT.
He will take this plate of noodles after a second. And he will use two fingers to eat a noodle. It's like he knows this will probably get under Joonghyuk's skin.]
[ Why does Jason decide to be smart right now? Why does he just have a feeling about all the stupid things that makes Joonghyuk frown. Normally, he doesn't care about how someone eats... He comes from an apocalyptic world.
However, they have utensils. He puts a fork in Jason's hand. STOP THAT. ]
[Honestly, the fact that Jason is even eating it at all means a lot. Then again, he was present when Joonghyuk was making it; that helps.]
Yeah. I'd imagine poison would be a great motivator for learning to cook. [He leans against one of the counters with his lower back while he periodically eats.] It took me a day or so before I'd eat anything on the island.
Not until I made sure everyone else wouldn't keel over at the dining table.
[ Joonghyuk would never poison food. He will just poison Jason with his existence. ]
I knew the basics before when I lived a normal life with my sister, but basics are basics. Poison is a good motivator and the Murim had the most delicious dumplings.
[ Sometimes fear of death, love for a thing, and necessity mix. ]
You all had to gather your own resources on the island?
Yes and no. [A careful shrug.] They'd feed us meals at the mansion in between us dragging ourselves out of the jungle, half of us dead; finding corpses; and pointing fingers at a fake trial.
Anything else you had to scavenge, or see if Ivan would give you. But it wasn't like here. There was only one place. Just the island with the jungle, the beach, the mansion, and a hole you figured out later was where the dead went. You know, if you died.
You came with what you had one you, so I had more than only my gun.
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Luckily, as soon as he sees Joonghyuk start putting on shoes, he is smart enough to realize he will simply get left behind. That is the only outcome here. Unfortunately, he wears stupid combat boots, so it takes him a bit longer to put his on.
It’s very hilarious to see how quick he shoots out of the door and after Joonghyuk and Niah. He isn’t running, but he’s sprinting to catch up.]
Why?
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… I’m hungry.
[ Why else? They cut through the restaurant and here they are! Kitchen.
… The kitchen staff don’t kick them out. ]
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Jason exchanges a look with Niah and has no other thing to do except simply accept this is happening. His ears fold back briefly.
WaaAARGHBBL. He hates how he is being lead around!!! Stupid Joonghyuk—hold on, they are not getting kicked out. He glances around slowly.]
…Whose ass did you have to kiss to finally get kitchen privileges?
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Does that matter?
[ THE POINT IS HE HAS IT NOW. Watch him cook very efficiently, such skill. Much cooking mama/iron chef. He just feeds Niah raw meat every now and then. ]
Getting kicked out was annoying.
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[He watches Joonghyuk just be at home here in the kitchen with an apron. There is a kind of "kid warily watching out for parents who might find him being naughty" expression as he glances around the kitchen.
He is waiting to get thrown out. But it does not come.
So then he gets curious, and he does a little meander around to be nosy in a place he normally would get ushered out of. He comes back around to stand near Joonghyuk beside Niah and watch.]
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[ Joonghyuk is a toddler, really. He feels how they're entitled to use the facilities however they want if they're pawns. Niah, while basically eating some chicken, follows Jason around the kitchen with careful steps.
ROARING FLAMES!! When Jason comes by, but only a second. ]
I made too much.
[ Jason gets a plate of noodles. ]
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He will take this plate of noodles after a second. And he will use two fingers to eat a noodle. It's like he knows this will probably get under Joonghyuk's skin.]
Is this for pulling my tail?
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However, they have utensils. He puts a fork in Jason's hand. STOP THAT. ]
You're overthinking this.
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Where'd you learn to cook?
[This gives him time to taste-test some of the noddles. With the fork, of course. He does not say right away if it's good. Maybe he never will.]
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The First Murim. [ Basically, a martial arts world. ] After the regression where I died from poison.
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Yeah. I'd imagine poison would be a great motivator for learning to cook. [He leans against one of the counters with his lower back while he periodically eats.] It took me a day or so before I'd eat anything on the island.
Not until I made sure everyone else wouldn't keel over at the dining table.
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I knew the basics before when I lived a normal life with my sister, but basics are basics. Poison is a good motivator and the Murim had the most delicious dumplings.
[ Sometimes fear of death, love for a thing, and necessity mix. ]
You all had to gather your own resources on the island?
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Yes and no. [A careful shrug.] They'd feed us meals at the mansion in between us dragging ourselves out of the jungle, half of us dead; finding corpses; and pointing fingers at a fake trial.
Anything else you had to scavenge, or see if Ivan would give you. But it wasn't like here. There was only one place. Just the island with the jungle, the beach, the mansion, and a hole you figured out later was where the dead went. You know, if you died.
You came with what you had one you, so I had more than only my gun.
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[ HOLES, EVERYWHERE. He remembers Jason saying maybe he'd prefer the island.
... One week like that. He imagines for maybe a moment. Niah tilts his head. ]
What have you been doing here?
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[Which is why he had been so ???????? about Joonghyuk's hole (stop) until it seemed like it was unrelated. It's fine. There's more than one hole.]
With what? Am I supposed to be doing something?
[He glances from Niah to Joonghyuk, slowly, like he's waiting for Joonghyuk to try to pry.]
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Then back up at Jason. ]
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What? I'm a big boy. I can order from the restaurant.
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How is it?
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A sort of indifferent, not wholly pleased shrug.]
It's food. It keeps me alive. Hasn't poisoned me yet, luckily.
[It's so-so.]
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[what do you want from him old man]
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[ we're here ]
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looks at Joonghyuk. Then he glances at Niah with the empty bowl poised in his hands.
He looks at Joonghyuk again.]
…
[…]
Yeah.
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Taking the plate, he's going to wash the dishes now. ]
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He does not let the plate go. He holds it in a firm grip and looks Joonghyuk in the eyes.
And snatches it back to instead be the one to wash the dishes.]
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