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Otto's eyes rolled into the back of his head, letting go of Tenya's hand. Tenya stared at Rue, perplexed. And then smiled, because she didn't know how to react to Rue's attitude. Not yet. She'd punch her later if she got confused enough. Yeah, that sounded like a plan.

The small blonde huffed and climbed onto the counter, sitting and crossing his arms on top of his knees. "Sure.. cook whatever. I ain't picky." He said to Ofelia. It looked like he had no intention of helping. Which might be best.

The mysterious figure's name was lost to the clatter of the door opening. "Scrambled eggs?" He muttered, raising a brow. No.. he didn't hear him right. The stunned Moon hunter was stared at until he left. What was his problem? Lunatics, the lot of them.

"Fine fine, whatever, dude." Otto said to the figure, "Just like... sit n' chill... er..." Right, his language was quite different. "Um... siddown and... observe." The southern boy said the word with some strain.

"Arrogance is not befitting of one so young," the figure warned to Rue, moving back up to indeed sit down and observe, "It would do you well to remember that there are many above both your power and age that even with a mere fraction of their ability could deliver you forcefully complacent. It is a lesson, not a warning, an ancient tall of how arrogance befell even the greatest of Reapers." He was calm however, as he seated himself on the bar chair as statuesque as the chair itself. "Will we head now to cull some of this grilled cheese and thus deliver them to the kitchens to be prepared? Where have you the kitchen hands and serving staff?"

Thankfully observation was one of those things he was really good at .

"Wash yer hands first." Ofelia was a stickler about cleanliness in her kitchen, at least when it came to the part about handling food. She could ignore Otto and Rue and Rue's interactions with the stranger when she focused on the food, so she ushered Tenya over to the sink and turned the tap on, sudding up her hands and then rinsing them off after a good minute of scrubbing. She left the water on for Tenya to follow suite and then went back over to a counter where she could have sworn she saw bread earlier. "Ah'mma have ya butter the bread and put on the cheese, leave the stove work ta me. Also Rue dun -"

Rue turned and lashed a hand out at Ofelia, her upset at being told off by this no account stranger turning itself into a strike at her partner. The weapon's hand caught the teen on the cheek and startled her, nothing too strong, but she did stagger back a bit and drop whatever it was she was going to say. "Oh dear, my bad. I didn't think you were going to walk into my hand like that, hick. Look out where you're going." Ofelia touched the tender spot on her face and mumbled out an apology before moving on towards the stove, prompting Rue to glare before switching her gaze elsewhere.

She just needed to ignore it, Rue wouldn't act out too badly in front of strangers. Not with one saying he was stronger, almost threatening her. Even Rue, as horrible as she was, had limits. "Otto is correct though, stranger, we do not have kitchen hands here though Ofelia seems to enjoy spending her time here making food for others. No one really ever says thanks but I'm certain she doesn't mind."

" . . .Ah do like cookin' fer others. An' Mr. Mysterious guy, we dun reall cull grilled cheese - ya make it by grillin' cheese an' bread on a stove." It was hard to explain food to people; Ofelia was finding out slowly. "Otto, do ya wanna have soup too?" Grilled cheese wasn't really complete without tomato soup in her own opinion.

Well. Finally someone did something about the weapon. Cause Otto sure wasn't gunna.

Tenya breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't understand why Ofelia's weapon was so mean to her. Not at all. Weren't weapon and wielder supposed to have a bond? Maybe it was just her. Or maybe Ofelia liked it rough, which in that case she'd best mind her tongue.

Otto's face remained unreadable, but his answer was clear. "Tomato soup." He said almost too quickly. His stomach was already rumbling in anticipation. Tenya in the meantime, ashed her hands in the sink. "Oh, Mr. Metal Man, C'mere!" With still wet hands, she skipped toward the golem, dragging him toward the sink.

"Let's scrub a dub dub those hands of yours, mister!" She said in a sing-song voice, getting the ancient weapon all cleaned up.

"Indeed", Sir Tin man agreed even as his hands were cleaned, "My knowledge of the present is clouded, which is why I seek to observe, studiously, and gain insight in those I vow to protect. I may know very little about one personally, but my knowledge of those of your nature is overly plentiful."

He nodded to both Otto and Ofie. "May I beseech your names so I may remember the kindness I have recieved today? Your faces are a relieving contrast from those I normally apprehend."

Ofelia was turning the stove on, totally happy to ignore Rue (who seemed more than content to leave the room now that her way wasn't being had), and she grinned over at the man and Tenya as they worked. "Ah'm Ofelia, but ya can call me 'Ofie'. Most people here do so by all means go fer it." She left out Rue's name because well, Rue. She winked at the Tin Min, though winking looked like blinking so it was awkward.

Tomato soup would be best canned, right? She. . .actually didn't know how to make many soups from scratch that would be something she needed to improve quickly in order to say she could conquer the entire culinary market. She found a can and opened it, pouring it into a pot on the stove. " . . . .Tenya, can ya eat actual food? Ah've never really asked Rue cause, well. . . .Rue. Also the pan should be hot by now, if y'all got some ready hand over an' we'll get started. Otto gets first sammich."

Annnnd she said his name all sneaky. Go Ofie go!

"True names?" Otto blinked, looking to tenya for help. She shrugged and looped a finger around her temple a few times in the universal signal for 'Dat dude is CRAY!'

"Uhhh... you lost me, man." Title of power? Otto hoped to God he wasn't just dumb, and that this guy was just nuts. He really... really hoped he wasn't dumb. "How bout you give me an example."

In the mean time, Tenya did the work Tin Man wasn't.

His attention was briefly shifted by the instructional means of how to cook a grilled cheese sandwich, and the weapons golem only regarded Otto's cryptic comment after one sandwich had been completely turned. Apparently lightly browned toast was absolutely fascinating.

"Allow me to indeed give you an example. You are of your name and given rank, but also of your accomplishments, of your reason for obtaining such title. Now, heed my rank," Again a shift in posture, "For I am the reptacle of the Great King, the vessel of the legendary knights, the reptacle of Avalon reformed, the protector and herald of light! Fear not my presence as I seek to only observe and call me by my given name-"

- There was a light crackle of the toast as it buttered up on the other side nicely-

-"Excalibur!"