Richard smiles, watching you do your homework. He sighs in content and turns back towards the pan as it sizzles. “You need help?” He grins, turning the oven down. He walks over to you and seats himself on the chair next to you. “What’s giving you trouble?”

He looks down at you paper, scanning the questions. “Huh.” He stares for another few seconds before— “oh! I get it! So, you have to divide by pi.” He nods, looking super proud of himself.

“I’m pretty good.” He says sarcastically.