"Oh! That's way easier than I thought it'd be," he admitted, and then stepped back so Riku could move away from the onions. He had to laugh a little--Riku was already blinking back more onion tears. He shooed him away from the cutting board and picked up the knife to give it a try. "I guess I always thought cooking was more complicated," he said. "I mean I know some of it can be, but... Ma used to make some really fancy stuff sometimes; it was kind of intimidating." He sliced through another layer of the onions, comparing his slices to the ones Riku had made.

Eh. Passable.

Another slice, and he sniffed sharply, squeezing his eyes closed.

"Eugh, yeah I forgot how much onions sting, wow." He shook his head sharply and continued, pausing in thought for a moment. "They never seemed to bother my ma though, funnily enough. Guess she lucked out there, at least.

"You want these in the pot?"