He looked over his shoulder at the food, "It can be left to cook for a while, nothing's going to burn," he promised, before finding a lid to put on the chicken. It needed to cook through, and it was on a low enough temperature where it wouldn't scorch if left to its own devices for a while. He turned back to face her and picked up his tea, "I told Sarah this a long time ago, but when she moved from this realm to ours, I thought it was mad of her to give up such an advanced, beautiful world for one that eschews technology in favor of magic. If they could co-exist more harmoniously, that would be ideal, but as it stands, I prefer it here. It's not all wine and roses underground, either. There's political crap in every world with leaders, and the more different the people are, the more diverse? The more easy it is to cast judgment on them for appearance." He shook his head and took a sip of his tea, "I couldn't live in a world that was so caught up in the shallow. I'd rather be here, where sexy, sweet women save the world, one keystroke at a time."