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Beck jumped and in turn, fell on the floor with a rather loud thump. With a light groan he slowly got up and leaned on the bed a bit for support "I'm sorry for wanting to do something nice! You were curled up in a ball, shaking. I just wanted to warm you up..." said Beck before slowly getting up and walking over to his bed before sitting down on it.

"Once again...I'm sorry for wanting to help you out..." said the King as he rubbed out his sheets. The voice had a bit of pain to it as he remembered that she had forgotten who he was. With a small sigh he got in his own bed and became silent, having his back towards Tray as he pulled the sheets up past his shoulders. The man was no longer hungry, but hurt.


{OOC: touche}

Beck looked at the wall as she sat on his bed and heard her. He winced at the feeling of his heart having a sharp pain in it as she said he was 'something made up' and explained herself. Beck remained silent and gripped the sheets over his shoulder "...I would offer to fill in the blanks...but you made it clear you want to do this on your own...something I respect." he said monotonically. "Please...get some rest."

Beck remained silent for a few seconds as he gave it some thought...which there was barely of since his stomach let out a growl as well. "...Yeah it is." He sat up and got out of bed. His bandages that were wrapped around his scarred and battle strengthened body were soon covered up by a shirt. Once he looked at her and asked "Is their anything you want in specific?" With that he walked over to the door and leaned against the frame of it, awaiting her answer.

"Alright." he said as he stood on both feet firmly before walking out of the room, holding the door open for Tray as he said "I'm in the mood for a lot of things right now...so many different foods to choose." He then shrugged and said "Screw it. We're having fruit with eggs, ham and bacon to keep it quick and simple." With a light chuckle he added "You cut the fruit in half while I cook the eggs n' stuff."

Beck chuckled and said "Memories are things that one can forget. One can't forget what skills they have learned after all, you were able to remember how you fought after the accident. Trust me...we used to cook at camp. You taught me."

With that he began to walk-well limp in his case- towards the kitchen. His feet echoed lightly thoughout the hallway as light pitterpatters.

Beck looked at her with a smile and nodded. "Yeah really." he then limped down the stairs and stopped midway, giving some thought into rearranging his castle but at the expense of his not living long enough to see it finished. With a slight shrug he thought "It's a good time to see the castle now." With that he continued the descent of the staircase before looking around.

Darkness seemed to swoop around him as far as his eyes could see until they stopped on a little glimmer of light off in the distance. Beck chuckled and began to walk towards the light as he asked "So do you think the recovery I will have will be done within or month or less?"

"Don't be startled by this...I'm an expert in magick." he told her after her reply and raised his good arm a bit. A flame burst wildly into his palm and raged about at a furious size. Beck merely blinked and looked at it as flames licked by his head before it was reduced to the size of a baseball. He then looked at her with a smile and said "Well I found something amazing...something that can speed up your recovery time as fast as you want...well...really as much effort of focus that you could retain." with that he turned and walked towards the light that he had seen. "It helped me with the recovery from the first battle I had with Viktor in a mere 3 days and it helped increase my magick strength in an allotted time."

"...Interesting..." said the King as he stopped and looked at the girl over his shoulder. "...Very interesting..." with that he turned forward again and walked towards then into the light. It was from the kitchen, surprisingly on his first try.

He placed the fire over the stove as he walked to the pantry and opened it up to grab the ingredients he needed and then the cooking pans he most likely needed. Placing everything on the counter with a wide grin he said "Let the omelettes start cooking!" He then placed the pan over the fire and cracked a few eggs in it as he asked "How many eggs do you want for your omelette? And do you also want anything specific in it?"