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Mentions:  Everyone in the kitchen

Flipping the pancakes unto a nearby large, serving plate with trained skill, Enzo's eyes darted to look at the Serpentine legacy who seemed to also be on the unfriendly side of things.  The ice and cool of her voice felt like subtle daggers, laced as concern and care.  A true heir of House Serpentine, she was.  Her eyes shone like the pearls of Tubbataha, but the radiance seemed to hide an unmistakable shadow.  Entrancing yet it betrayed a certain hint of danger, that if someone was not careful, they might be enmeshed in a serpent's coil.  The members of Serpentine were somewhat negative in the eyes of the other Great Houses, but he had learned to respect them.  In a war against the demons, honorable warfare would not bring back the fallen who could have been saved if a dishonorable blade or poison had just found its way in the back of the Demon Warlords.  They had no issues in dipping their hands in blood and dirt if it meant wresting humanity from the jaws of death.  

That alone made them an ally in Enzo's eyes.

But, her eyes spoke another language, and it wasn't one that Enzo was willing to learn.

"Ah, well, you're not the first one to notice,"  Enzo grinned at her before shaping some eyes and mouth on the heart-cake.  "But, yeah, I've been running away from my coffin all my life now, and it's only a matter of time before, well..."  He paused in thought before chuckling at the idea of his own demise.  "The [i]landlord[/i] comes a-knockin' for my rent.  I have a sickness that is more stubborn than a Filipino looking for a bargain."  He placed two smiley heart-cakes on a small plate and placed a fork on the side. "In the meantime, I'll do what I can to help.  Learning the art of reaping, helping the innocent, or,"  He sucked in a breath as he flipped another set of pancakes.  "Just cooking for people I barely know."

He set aside the new batch of heart-cakes, serving it on the table before heading back to the stove where he addressed Rei again.

"Sorry, the force of habit," Enzo laughed softly as he added in the mix.  "I address each member of the Great Houses by their House because it was what my parents taught me as respectful.  I should address them as such until they give me permission to call them by their names." He explained to her.  "It's like...  one of those pretentious college professors who rage when you forget to call them 'Doctor'.  You know how some families are.  I'm just trying to avoid that crap, but if you like, I can always call you by whatever name you prefer."

As he finished the last batch of heart-cakes, he grinned at his works.  A sense of pride filled his chest, causing his eyes to twinkle with delight.  He could at least do this much for others, even if he was near useless on the field.  

"Here,"  He offered the small plate of heart-cakes to Rei with a proud grin.  "You've been working hard,"  The boy pointed to a small bruise on her arm.  "You're quite cool, y'know?  I hope you find a home here; a home doesn't have to be a place, it can be people, like friends."

He felt worried for her for a split second, knowing that there might be some heirs from Truehorn.  Their families have not been on the best of terms lately.  However, that was not his business to probe into.

"Here ya go, Lepidos,"  Enzo shoved the other batch on another plate before offering it to Mei.  "I'll take one.  Damn, you've got a good hand at making scrambled eggs,"  He looked over at the way she whisked the yolks and seasonings.  "Have you considered adding chives?  I heard it lifts the flavor."

Finishing the last batch before setting aside some for himself, Enzo turned off his side of the stove before weakly shuffling to the counter.  He fished through a small drawer by the counter, luckily finding a packet of jasmine tea which he placed into a cup of water he just boiled.  A cough or two later, Enzo started eating.

"So, anyone got plans today?"  Enzo quipped, addressing everyone in the room.  "Exploring this island ain't so bad before classes beat our faces in."