"I- It's fine? Better than- Better than you falling over?"

"Mm, 's fair, I just- didn't wanna startle you and then I go and almost knock you down."  She rubs at the back of her neck absently.

"Oh- I- thank you? But It's- okay. Better than you falling?"

"...well.  Guess we can call this your first official QA assignment, even if it wasn't on purpose."  She starts gathering up the forks she dropped.  "Unit test:  gait patterns during three-legged race cooking.  Result:  adjust for added stability under sudden torque."

Blaze might not understand all the words, but the tone has her giggling quietly as she gets back to the cooking.

Cassie does not fall over again!  Eggs can be produced in relatively short order.

Eggs! Toast! Pop tarts! (That Blaze is squinting at like they might be the devil.)

"D'you wanna try one?  They're basically like, sugar in a pastry wrapper with more sugar on."

"They sound very...sweet." (She hasn't had much sweet before.)

"Yeah, they're basically dessert for breakfast."  She scoots one onto a plate.  "Good for quick energy an' not a lot else but sometimes you're just like, that's what I want this morning, y'know?"

"-Makes sense," Blaze agrees. "Would you like some eggs with your sugar?"

"Yeah, definitely.  Peanut butter for your toast?"

"Um-yes, okay. Please."

Cassie gets out the jar and promptly fails to open it one-handed.  "I swear I used to know how to do this..."  She puts it down and tries bracing it against the faucet.  "Nope, this one requires teamwork after all."

"-you haven't made something to make that easier?" Blaze asks, shifting to provide an extra hand.

"I mean, usually I've got both hands free, so it's not an issue, an' you don't wanna get too many unitaskers on the counter or you run out of counter space to put your actual food on- I bet you could do something wall-mounted, though, have the grabber fold up out of the way when you're not using it an' a bump switch to bring it down, trickiest part would be to make the tension adjust itself..."  She's staring into space at this point, open peanut butter forgotten in her hand.

-Well then. Blaze will find a knife and apply peanut butter to toast.

Cassie comes back to herself a moment after she feels the jar move.  "...right, sorry, we were doing breakfast.  Wall-mounted jar grabber can go on the someday list."

"S'okay," Blaze hurries to assure her. "I- It's- nice. Seeing you. Enthusiastic?"

Cassie laughs a little self-consciously and gives her a tiny squeeze.  "Well, that's good 'cause you're probably gonna see a lot of it- these past couple days've actually been really low on the hyperfocus, I'm mostly between projects right now."

Blaze nods as she finishes spreading peanut butter on the toast. "I- think that's breakfast ready?"

Cassie glances at Blaze's plate.  "You weren't feeling like eggs?" she asks, trying very hard to keep her tone casual.

Blaze hesitates, considers, and then moves some of the eggs onto her plate, shrugs a little. "I- hadn't really thought."

Cassie makes a small pleased noise and then covers her mouth with her free hand, glancing away.  After a moment, she adds hurriedly, "Well, uh.  You never have to eat something you don't like just 'cause I suggested it, but.  'S good to eat different kinds of foods."

Blaze shrugs a little. "I guess- never really had options? Before?"