Ohhh, nice. That always seemed like real fiddly work, even with two hands, so I'll definitely keep you in mind. Guessing you already tried a few locked doors here, to see what's the deal?

[Hey, he's not judging anyone's skillset, especially if it's one he lacks. ...And especially if it might've come from someone who expects everyone currently here to just. Start killing each other.

There's gotta be a reason, right? So yeah. No judgment. Only spam. With a nice crust on one side, by now. Another flip, because the other side isn't quite as nicely cooked, before he shoots Junpei a sidelong look and a tiny smile.] Man, anything smells good in a pan, long as it's not burnt to absolute charcoal. Here-- [And he jams the spatula into a nice, crusty, crispy edge, cutting off a piece. Nudges it around the pan so the soft edge crisps up, then flicks it back onto the spatula for Junpei.

As a treat.]