He inspected the cupboards and found a good pan which he flicked with his fingers to hear how thick the metal was. It was impressive. He set it on a burner and read the controls carefully before cranking on the heat. Allen watched as it started to heat up with a slightly open mouth expression of interested curiosity. "My foster father taught me to respect my elders sir." He refrained from pointing out what he observed of the other's movements.
It screamed injury. The mention of Tiki Mick and the avoidance of using the Noah's first name had set off alarm bells. Besides Cross has taught him to respect his superiors. He heard the toast pop up. He gripped it gingerly and put it on a plate he'd gotten from one of the cupboards. The exorcist would grab that fruit in a moment.