"I suppose it is," he agrees as he turns towards the kitchen... and then he pauses mid-step, his gaze going distant for a moment, and with a there and gone shimmer of dark energy his robes disappear and he's standing there in a rich blue dress slacks, a crisp white shirt, a coordinating waist coat, and tight blue sleeve garters. A moment later his long hair is replaced by Professor Shen's tidily short hair and a shiver runs down the spine at the loss of its weight. But his is more practical for cooking, really.
He smooths his hands down his waistcoat, then resumes his path to the kitchen. "Rice noodles, I think, if you have rice flour," he murmurs, and sets to work.
[OOC: and fade on quiet cooking of rice noodles, as I'm sure Hakkai has rice flour and anything else needed?]
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He smooths his hands down his waistcoat, then resumes his path to the kitchen. "Rice noodles, I think, if you have rice flour," he murmurs, and sets to work.
[OOC: and fade on quiet cooking of rice noodles, as I'm sure Hakkai has rice flour and anything else needed?]