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lemon
He liked eating a lot (obviously. What kind of eleven year old boy DIDN'T?), so Dima could often be found stuffing his face in a manner as sophisitcated as possible. After all, he was raised to be proper. But that, of course, didn't stop himself from getting food into his mouth.
With an apple in his hand and three cheese wedges, some pasta, and two slices of pie in his stomach, he promenaded around the kitchen Having so much food inside of you wasn't healthy, okay? Dima had to work it off. Now. Like....... like right now.
And hey! Lex was there too! She could keep him company!
"Hi! Want an apple?" Dima offered his to her, apparently not bothered by the fact that it was half eaten.
Lex had only just turned to find a decent sized pot for her omelette when she spotted Dima with an offered apple. Oh he'd do perfectly. She waved off the offer.
"No thanks. Glad you ran into me. What'd you know about cooking?-nevermind it doesn't matter. Wanna help?" Of course he wanted to help, why wouldn't he after she'd been SO nice to him?
Not bothering to wait for his response, she grabbed a frying pan from the counter nearby and brought it back.
"So listen, we're gonna make two omelettes. One here and one up in the Ancient Runes workshop." Didn't that sound super easy? She'd give him a moment to agree while she diffindo-ed the tomatoes and the onions. Was she forgetting anything else? Did it matter? She wasn't the one eating it after and she didn't suppose Dima would be either since he helped. No longer objective--and yes she was already assuming he was helping so after cracking the eggs into a bowl and having the wildest time mixing it in with the seasonings Lex slid the bowl to him and levitated the pot over the fireplace.
"Just pour it all in then I reckon you do some flipping thing....at some point...--you know what you're doing don't worry."
Go ahead.