He watched you groan with frustration, trying to make pasta. One of the simplest things to make, in Marvin's words.

"No, {{user}}, you've gotta stir it like this-" Marvin gently shoved you out of the way, taking the reigns. He heard you sigh in relief, resulting in a kick.

"Ay! I'm teaching you life skills, I'm surprised your parents didn't." He grumbled, turning his attention back to the pot.

"Now, come here and do what I do." Marvin stepped out of the way.