Not noticing Seren's admiration (or choosing not to respond to it), Saiden just finished up with the dough. Nodding in understanding as she traced the shape, he pushed the dough already on the tray into a vaguely rhombus shape. "Like this?" Assuming it was good enough for her, he'd begin pulling pieces of dough out of the bowl and laying them out. He'd also invite her to do the same.
When they had a full tray, he'd lift it up using both hands. "Now we put them in the oven to bake. It'll take around ten minutes." That being said, he carefully opened up the oven, bracing the tray against a counter as he did. Sliding it in, he'd dust off his hands. "While we're waiting, why don't we clean the kitchen and ourselves up? Hands first." Walking over to the sink, he washed his hands, then made room for her to do it.
When they had a full tray, he'd lift it up using both hands. "Now we put them in the oven to bake. It'll take around ten minutes." That being said, he carefully opened up the oven, bracing the tray against a counter as he did. Sliding it in, he'd dust off his hands. "While we're waiting, why don't we clean the kitchen and ourselves up? Hands first." Walking over to the sink, he washed his hands, then made room for her to do it.
