[Man, back it up a second. He blinks a few times, and his voice, for once, nearly cracks and seems... Angry. It's rare for him to get angry. Very rare. And it's even rarer for him to curse and raise his voice.]

Excuse me? What in the absolutely fuck is your father thinking?

[He clenches his fist for a moment, before letting his anger subside just enough to calm down a bit. Astralin gritting his teeth, before letting out a breath.]

... Pardon me. Of course you can help me cook. Is there anything in particular you want to eat? You must be... Exhausted after such an announcement.

[Hell no. He's not letting that happen.]