[It's like he had some special gift. He ought to monetize it, is what Beckett thinks for just a moment there, before he thinks he's worried and goddamnit he was just about to have a Nice Thing.]
Don't set yourself on fire. Put your hand on the floor. It's cold.
[He even puts off sticking the entire half-pancake in his mouth as he leans in to supervise. One advantage of Norfinbury: burns aren't a Thing.]
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Don't set yourself on fire. Put your hand on the floor. It's cold.
[He even puts off sticking the entire half-pancake in his mouth as he leans in to supervise. One advantage of Norfinbury: burns aren't a Thing.]