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It was a intriguing question as to weather paper could be edible or if it had any taste. Or if the hard cover of a book had a palpable texture. But weather or not this question could be answered was unknown.

Jason might have been able to answer it for himself, had he been awake to taste it. But now he was sound asleep, head literally in a book he had been reading not five minutes before his eyes grew too heavy to keep open. It hadn't been a interesting read.

At least he didn't have to worry about how bad the ink from the text would taste.

The first few pokes had him stirring in his sleep, but not enough for him to actually wake. But when it appeared he wouldn't wake up, the Moon suddenly jolted straight up,

"Electrical synapses make direct electrical connections between neurons!" Jason shouted to no one, then gazed about bleary eyed before realizing he wasn't alone. "Oh! s-sorry about that." he said sheepishly. "I sorta...blanked out for a little while." He blinked away his sleep while trying to place the face and where she'd seen her before...oh! Nevada's friend

Jason chuckled at the idea that his nights were anything remotely like 'crazy'. They were more hard working then anything.


'Shush you'

"Y-you could say that." He replied. "I'm performing a lot more tasks as of late. Sleep is more of a luxury these days....so is food." He couldn't remember the last time he had eaten anything. He was getting kind of hungry too. Maybe he should cook something for himself? It had been a while since he tried...

"W-what?" Jason stood up to follow Chel outside. "N-no, it's alright. I-I'll be able to make something in the kitchen." He stammered. not wanting Chel to waste time in doing something he should be doing himself.

Take the offer>

"H-how about we get something together instead." He then suggested, so it didn't look like he was outright refusing her (because of politeness, not some inborn desire as he was nothing like Zanth.

"Hmm...thats a good question" Jason didn't mind Chel following him at all. He usually ended up making more then one serving, so there would be plenty to go around.

Speaking of food

"How about some burgers?" He asked. "O-or some chicken wraps." He added that in, just in case she wanted something lighter.

It was funny to see the amazement in Chel's eyes at the mention of these rare delicacies.

"N-not exactly." He replied, walking through the mess hall towards the kitchen area. "We should have most of the ingredients, so it is possible to jst make them ourselves." He brushed a hand through his own hair, feeling a little embarrassed as he continued. "I've been learning how to cook, so I know a few little tricks..."

Pushing the doors open, Jason walked with purpose to one of the large cupboards, opening and searching around for the things he needed. "Hmmm...There might be some tortillas in here...or burger rolls..." He hoped so at least, the portals had been closed for a while, hampering their ability to restock on food items.

Gordon Ramsay? That was a good stretch from his own abilities. And he was pretty sure he didn't swear that much. If he had to compare himself to anyone it would have to be Jamie oliver. And still, that was a stretch.

"You don't have to get fancy, most of the time." Jason said as he finally found what he wanted, placing two separate packets of tortillas and hamburger buns on the table. They were a little stale, but it would do. "All you need to do is to follow the recopies"

In this case he didn't need recipes, as the formula was simple to follow. The moon went around the area, finding what he could in terms of vegetables, and then rummaged around for the chicken and grounded beef. "These should still be good. Anything specific you'd like on yours?"

"If it's okay, c-could you start cutting up the tomatoes and onion?" He asked, not looking up while he placed a few more things on the table including some pots, pans, and cooking oil. "There should be some boards over....there I think" He indicated to a few cupboard at the far end.

He then straitened up, looking a little surprised at the fact he didn't know her name. "O-oh! Jason's my name, it's g-good to meet you Chel." How had he not introduced himself before? Now he felt even more awkward, trying to focus more on pouring oil into a pan and ended up getting half of it on his hands instead.