“There you go, one more bite,” Nadia said as Luke took the spoon into his mouth chewing the already hashed porridge before making a show out of gulping it down. “Good boy. Now you’re going to heal much faster,” She said ruffling his hair and he gave her a flushed proud smile. Dean watched the exchange with a smile before their eyes were on him. “What?” He asked. “The porridge was delicious, thank you, Uncle Dean,” Luke said, “You’re welcome buddy. It was my pleasure,” Dean answered with a smile. “You know how to cook very good food even though you’re a boy, and you also wear an apron,” Luke said and Dean leaned forward ruffling his hair. “Knowing how to cook doesn’t have to do anything with being a boy or a girl. There are girls who don’t know how to cook and there are boys who know how to cook,” Dean answered. “That’s true. Mommy is a bad cook even though she’s a girl!” Luke said with enthusiasm and Dean laughed. Nadia glared at them both with fake indignation. “It’s not lik
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