Even with one eye on the pancakes he can see those gears grinding together, and while he does nod to the idea of learning as he prods a lump of bubbling batter...

"We can table this for after we're done - trying to cook." It could definitely be going worse. "But we should talk about...what this means, for you."

He recognises Hell, and the ruler of it, but that leaves - a whole lot, really.