Aoba eyed all the stuff that was pulled out to use. It was more so to avoid seeing Kuro stare, even if it was only for a second. His job was given and the fallen angel turned down the help. "No, no, I can do it." He went to the sink and washed his hands even though he had already been clean. He reached for the celery stalks that were already out. He knew he would have probably needed to ask what was the celery stalks of they hadn't been out. The angel found a knife and rinsed that off before taking a place at the counter with a cutting board.

"Half inch chunks." He stared at the celery in front of him. [I]'Oh, I know! I remember when Fenrir was showing me stitches and they were half an inch apart.'[/I] Of course Aoba didn't know that it didn't need to be extremely perfect, just small enough to be used. So, the first stalk he cut was rather slow paced. "So what are we making?" He asked as he chopped up the celery. 

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Dani retreated to the barn and back to his little nest. He sat in boredom, before tossing and turning. Eventually, he ended up hanging upside down and staring at 'Mom'. His head tilted this way and that and the pregnant cow looked up at him. "When are you going to burst already. You're really fat as it is. . . I don't think you can get any fatter before that thing pops out of you." 

He frowned when the cow ignored him and moved to get some rest. "Hmph, fine." He slid back to his nest and laid there.