[Another sniffle. It really didn't feel like anything other than an annoying cold, but he didn't like the fatigue it set into normally healthy bones. That didn't mean he was going to start trying wife-tell remedies or such, but he doubted L believed in them, anyway.]
Oh? [He has his attention, his eyes staying off the monitor as he gives himself a second. Missing something because of the cold wasn't acceptable either.] What would that be?
Any other culinary dangers I should be aware of?
Oh? [He has his attention, his eyes staying off the monitor as he gives himself a second. Missing something because of the cold wasn't acceptable either.] What would that be?