[That's why he learned how to do the sad eyes, Gepard! They're unfair, a dirty play. Probably even more effective when he was younger and not a grown-ass man, but it still has its uses.]
I'm trying to make your diet better! Loading you up with more stuff from the food carts really isn't changing much, is it?
[He's going to cook for you, Gepard. Maximum effort! That'll give them the best chance of success in changing Gepard for the better, and also Sampo might be able to experiment a little with that whole flavor profile idea. It intrigues him, and it's been a long time since he's been able to have any kind of choice about what he eats. So sue him for wanting to be able to have a choice about his meals again.]
Well, that's a start, at least. I can work from there! [Lunch is still going to be a guessing game, but he'll figure something out. Same with dinner, but there are some solid recipes that are usually a hit. Can't go wrong with a good roast, not here in Belobog.] I'll need your schedule, too, otherwise I'll be running all over the place trying to find you.
[Can't deliver his lunch if he's still out on patrol or something, after all.]
We can work out those details later. It's really late, and you probably have to go back to work tomorrow. Do you wanna crash here for the night? Sleep off whatever's left in your system? [He jerks a thumb over his shoulder, indicating to the other room.] You can have the bed. The door locks.
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I'm trying to make your diet better! Loading you up with more stuff from the food carts really isn't changing much, is it?
[He's going to cook for you, Gepard. Maximum effort! That'll give them the best chance of success in changing Gepard for the better, and also Sampo might be able to experiment a little with that whole flavor profile idea. It intrigues him, and it's been a long time since he's been able to have any kind of choice about what he eats. So sue him for wanting to be able to have a choice about his meals again.]
Well, that's a start, at least. I can work from there! [Lunch is still going to be a guessing game, but he'll figure something out. Same with dinner, but there are some solid recipes that are usually a hit. Can't go wrong with a good roast, not here in Belobog.] I'll need your schedule, too, otherwise I'll be running all over the place trying to find you.
[Can't deliver his lunch if he's still out on patrol or something, after all.]
We can work out those details later. It's really late, and you probably have to go back to work tomorrow. Do you wanna crash here for the night? Sleep off whatever's left in your system? [He jerks a thumb over his shoulder, indicating to the other room.] You can have the bed. The door locks.
[Making it the safest room in the apartment.]