Yes. [ He nods slow, thoughtful. ] But I cannot make any strategy to avoid it. I can only see what will come. I suppose that's the same for the man that Daud dislikes? [ Tilting his head, 'Tenkai' muses aloud about the Outsider. ]

This monk thought that you had not realized who he was, but it seems nothing can escape your eyes. [ A soft chuckle, like he honestly believes he could have gotten away from hiding his real identity. ] But as for cooking... I am very well-versed in it. There was someone that I cooked for often. He always was delighted by every meal I prepared.

[ His eyes close. ] Odd, isn't it? To have someone appreciate something small that you did for them? This is different than creating plans. This is different than achieving victory in battle. It benefits no body of power. It does not take a person one step closer to greater glory. [ He opens his eyes. ] It merely makes a person feel warm when they were cold inside of themselves.

[ He smiles with his eyes once more. ] I am well-versed in cooking. [ 'Tenkai' repeats himself. But he also does not answer if he is good or bad at cooking. Because to him, such a thing is unimportant. Such a thing as being "good" does not exist. If Daud held out a bowl of soup that was only heated by a fire, 'Tenkai' is certain that Xu Shu would find it "good" and "delicious." That is all; that is all.

And so, the monk tries to explain that it will only be as good as the warmth Xu Shu takes from it. ]