...That sounds really cool, and fitting, but also, if you get sick from ink poisoning, I'm going to be fired, and also it will hurt me as a chef and probably also as a person.

[So. Hopefully she's cautious and nothing of the sort happens. Hopefully.

He makes a mental note to himself to have cutlery on hand in the future.

He listens and his head starts to tilt, especially as she trails off.]

Um, well. If you're thinking that far, that's probably not good. Better to start smaller. Like friends? Acquaintances? And, you know, practicing. There's gotta be someone you know and talk to, right? Any family?