[Wan frowned, but went to the food storage (the fridge), pulled out the meat (couldn't find koalalamb or lamb of any kind, settled for chicken), pulled out the veggies, then went to find skewers. Knives were close enough by that he could cut the pieces within her line of sight. Each one was about an inch cubed, then slid down the long wooden dowels.
Once that was all finished and Wan had washed his hands, he placed the skewers over the open grill top that sat above the stove. He didn't turn the stove on, of course, because he could create his own fire and regulating that temperature was a lot easier than working with the stove.
She wanted her food roasted? Well, it was definitely getting licked by the flames now.]
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Once that was all finished and Wan had washed his hands, he placed the skewers over the open grill top that sat above the stove. He didn't turn the stove on, of course, because he could create his own fire and regulating that temperature was a lot easier than working with the stove.
She wanted her food roasted? Well, it was definitely getting licked by the flames now.]