Aleksandr enjoyed baking with Nadia. He was not sure if he would have enjoyed it otherwise. It seemed like a task made for someone of a different interest. He prefer sword play, gun play, his books, etcetera. 

Form the shape of a cookie? Of course, they were not just round.

He smiled, "Of course," he began padding the cookies into flattened circles. His large hands could easily maneuver the dough. Nadia's small hands worked swiftly, through which he enjoyed watching from the corner of his eye. "Is this a favorite activity of yours, Nadia?"