To Yuri, it looked like she was creating land mines or bombs from food. If edible things could kill, Natalia's certainly would do the trick. He tried not to be too nit picky on the matter but it was like dealing with Flynn. At least, Flynn's food looked pleasing. The taste though was beyond anything he wants to experience ever again.
"The dough's too hard. You didn't knead it correctly. Beating it with the roller only made it worse," he replied slowly. His voice was calm as he walked over to the rest of the things she was doing in terms of cooking and baking.
"They're kind of-- well not recognizable honestly-- did you even toss the shells from the eggs?"
Please for love of everything good, why was he dealing with this mess right now and why was he grabbing utensils and rinsing out the already used bowl? Let's not really ask since Yuri was going to obviously take matters into his own hand. He didn't get far when he caught her hurting herself.
He took the knife from her before she hurt herself anymore.
"How did it taste and how did it look?" he replied as he grabbed her hand, not giving her time to protest and putting a cold cloth over it. He searched for a first aid kit he hid somewhere in the kitchen and put the band aid on her finger that got nicked.
"Okay, princess you're going to need to throw all of this away. We're going to start over and I'll show you how to properly bake. Just because a moogle said beginners can do it, doesn't mean they can. Some can, and others need practice."
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"The dough's too hard. You didn't knead it correctly. Beating it with the roller only made it worse," he replied slowly. His voice was calm as he walked over to the rest of the things she was doing in terms of cooking and baking.
"They're kind of-- well not recognizable honestly-- did you even toss the shells from the eggs?"
Please for love of everything good, why was he dealing with this mess right now and why was he grabbing utensils and rinsing out the already used bowl? Let's not really ask since Yuri was going to obviously take matters into his own hand. He didn't get far when he caught her hurting herself.
He took the knife from her before she hurt herself anymore.
"How did it taste and how did it look?" he replied as he grabbed her hand, not giving her time to protest and putting a cold cloth over it. He searched for a first aid kit he hid somewhere in the kitchen and put the band aid on her finger that got nicked.
"Okay, princess you're going to need to throw all of this away. We're going to start over and I'll show you how to properly bake. Just because a moogle said beginners can do it, doesn't mean they can. Some can, and others need practice."