Who:Much, Robin, and Marian What:Attempting words When:Today Where:Their home Warnings:idk yet
This time around he was having a hard time adjusting to things. At first he just didn't have the words, and now he wasn't sure how to properly string them together. But he was pretty sure he needed to. Robin kept giving him worried glances, Much caught them but he didn't know how to respond.
He wasn't eating as much as he used to, but he still cooked meals. That was where he could be found tonight. He knew now he didn't have to cook for them all the time, but it was something he'd deeply missed. It was something he knew he wouldn't get to do anymore back home, and that alone caused him to tense in the middle of said cooking. He was making curry the way he knew Robin liked it. Also a less spicy version for Marian.
Much wasn't sure what to make of things. He wanted them to be as they were, but he wasn't sure were to start making that happen. Food was the first thing that came to mind. He'd told them he was making something, and he hoped it was okay for them.