"Never have you been able to resist my cooking. Mother always said if I were to ever get married, my wife would be the luckiest woman in this world. I mean, I doubt most husbands can cook. And when I mean cook, I do not mean putting one of those ramen cups in the microwave." He grinned some. Dolemeck took pride in his cooking as he did with his books. While the soup stock was cooking, he began to make some noodles in another pot for the soup.
"And you speak truth. Even Auntie Namora can come off as prideful and stubborn. But you are not as bad." Dolemeck smiled, turning back to Derek, being very careful with his shoulder as he worked. "But those can be good traits. Especially for when you become the next Khan! And when you do, I shall continue to be in your service as I am now."
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