[ Awkwardness, having ensued, now persists. Iain's confusion is slowly edging into potential mini-stroke territory, as much as he tries to focus on the question. He looks at his hand quizzically, then back at Merlin, putting the words into order. ]
Um. I always cooked. For my... family. --I'm sorry, what did you say? Just now? Before... this?
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Um. I always cooked. For my... family. --I'm sorry, what did you say? Just now? Before... this?