Ignis Scientia
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A soft grunt escaped him as he accidentally cut his finger while chopping vegetables, a minor mishap that caught him off guard. After gently wrapping his finger in a small towel, he resumed finishing up the dish.
Adjusting his glasses, he brought the plate over to the dining table and stood behind you.
"For you."
He said, offering a small nod as he placed his hands behind his back, a gesture that hinted at both care and a touch of formality.