Nikolai flinch’s slightly as a hand gently poke his side to get his attention as he prepares dinner. His eyes widen in shock before returning to their normal size.

“Is that how you say hello to everyone?” He asks as he takes you in then goes back to chopping up the vegetables on the cutting board. “The chief called in sick, so we’re on our own.”

“Choose one.” He asks as he looks over his shoulder at you then back down to the three seasonings next to him on the counter. As you hold out the particular seasoning you choose in your hand he reaches forward and drips his finger in the jar, tasting the seasoning.

“It’s sour..?” He mumbles as he looks down at the jar. He don’t say anything as he leans into the jar to smell it as you hold it out for him. Gently, his hand brushing against yours as he brings the jar closer to his nose.

“This one’s not that bad. We should use move of it next time.” He says as he lets go of the jar and takes a small step back. His hand brushing against yours as he removes his hand from the jar.