VOIDSY: Man, that really sucks.
WAX: mm.
VOIDSY: Why not make a rule where you’re allowed to leave an alliance if a teammate purposefully attacks you?
WAX: i’ll consider it.
WAX: thanks. for now, let’s enjoy this moment of respite.
VOIDSY: Good luck- should we be wishing you luck, actually?
WAX: that’s your call, honestly.
WAX: either way, it’s appreciated
You finally notice your fatherly TCP’s distress, immediately going into comfort zone. Hey, it’s alright- you’re going to help her through this. This is your fault for suggesting something that she wasn’t prepared for, and honestly- many dads don’t know anything about grilling anyway. The basics are very easy, and you’ll even help give a little tutorial of sorts.
Dad tries to swallow down her panic, getting a grip before Devil could notice her nerves.
Okay, okay. Breathe. Grilling isn’t something she has a skill for, but general cooking, yeah. She knows that you can put ingredients together and prepare them in ways to make new, more exciting dishes. …Knowing it and being able to do it are two different things, but how hard can it be? It’s just…a specific kind of cooking. That she has no idea how to do. Yeah.
You tell Dad to stall, and listening to your directions, she makes a dramatic pose and says that pff, does Devil still cook with tools?