[ Marcus is at least somewhat accustomed to the easy pace that is following Sara around. He should probably offer to take up the orange basket, but his physical prowesses are already being exploited and so takes the time instead to pick apart the orange and eat it instead, careful not to make a mess of himself as he does by slipping each slice whole into his mouth.
It is a sufficiently engaging activity that he decides the errand to be worth it. ]
[ It hardly occurs to Sawbones to ask for help carrying the basket and she's scurrying into the kitchen like a rumpled nightmare before long anyway. ]
Pardon us. [ It's late enough that the chaos of peak cooking hours have passed and there's room on the big preparation table for what she has in mind. She turns to Marcus and hefts up the basket, nodding to the space. Set it up there please. And the pot is up there.
[ She points to a very large pot on top of a cupboard. It's big enough for Sawbones to fit inside easily. ]
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It is a sufficiently engaging activity that he decides the errand to be worth it. ]
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Pardon us. [ It's late enough that the chaos of peak cooking hours have passed and there's room on the big preparation table for what she has in mind. She turns to Marcus and hefts up the basket, nodding to the space. Set it up there please. And the pot is up there.
[ She points to a very large pot on top of a cupboard. It's big enough for Sawbones to fit inside easily. ]