#its also about hawks coming over asking for homemade yakitori

[potahun]

it’s important for my heart that endeavor would learn to cook after the war, something about creating something nourishing for someone, making something that sustains others, something that makes people feel warm and safe and stronger, also about how cooking takes patience sometimes and care, and attention, and creativity, in a delicate way he’s never dabbled in before and how at first everything feels too “small” for his big hand that used to hurt others… but in time it just feels right and seeing people gobble down his food awakens a small flame of pride in his body that he thought he should keep flameless forever