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[color=E8AC41]“Perhaps so…”[/color] Yoki poured in the marinade to let it boil off and add more flavor. He was starting to feel a bit selfish. He'd always taken this task on his own because the one person he'd turn to was who he needed to keep out of it. The task was daunting enough some help wouldn't be so bad. The Huntsman in him wanted to help Marlin out with his, maybe it would turn out better than Eve's missing kid. [color=E8AC41]“You know what? Why not. You help me and I'll help you. Even if this team thing is a bust. Deal?”[/color]
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Eve neatly stacked all the drawings on the desk. All the shelves were cleared out and the clothes that didn't look like they'd fit Hansa were cleared out of the closet. She'd realized she didn't have enough boxes upstairs to store everything and she started to smell the food. She was also wondering how those two were getting along.
As she crept down the stairs to get a feel for the mood she found while it was a bit heavy the two sounded like they were getting along somewhat. [color=00B7EB]“Haha! My plan worked perfectly!”[/color] Eve smirked bouncing off the bottom step. 
[color=E8AC41]“What the hell are you talking about?”[/color] Yoki looked over at her annoyed after taking out the potatoes.
[color=00B7EB]“You always loosen up in the kitchen so I thought it'd be good for you nuts to chat a bit!”[/color] Eve giggled.