[As if he somehow knew what Kit was thinking, Vincent followed his host into the kitchen, depriving him of those few extra minutes he needed to collect himself. Instead, under sharp scrutiny, Kit was forced to try and shut down his mental processes, to turn off whatever it was he was feeling and focus on the task at hand.
The pasta dinner he'd made didn't need to be reheated for very long, but it did require stirring partway through to make sure it heated evenly and nothing dried out. And when it was done? Vincent would find that he didn't have to reach for or snatch the meal away. Kit pulled a fork from the drawer and handed both the plate of food and the utensil to his guest.]
The recipe only made two servings...
[That was another lie. The recipe was a single serving meal, he'd modded it himself to have enough for two meals. Which was, itself, another problematic realization.]
...and I've already eaten, but if you're still hungry after, help yourself to whatever is in the fridge.
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The pasta dinner he'd made didn't need to be reheated for very long, but it did require stirring partway through to make sure it heated evenly and nothing dried out. And when it was done? Vincent would find that he didn't have to reach for or snatch the meal away. Kit pulled a fork from the drawer and handed both the plate of food and the utensil to his guest.]
The recipe only made two servings...
[That was another lie. The recipe was a single serving meal, he'd modded it himself to have enough for two meals. Which was, itself, another problematic realization.]
...and I've already eaten, but if you're still hungry after, help yourself to whatever is in the fridge.