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Sam's probably not looking his best. He's sort of bruised and battered with a lot of bandages and a lot of tears in his coat.

Nonetheless, he doesn't seem to mind too much - Right now he's more concerned with cooking. He can't read the recipe book, so this involves a lot of guesswork. So far, he's mixed together flour, eggs, milk and sugar, but has yet to manage to get it to a doughy consistency.

Botherable.

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Sam nods, heading forward to switch off the oven.

Of course, the heat is still there, and may be for some time, so another cookie explodes.

Will is watching the exits,

"Um 'rhaps if we just leave till they're finished 'xplodin' we won't get in trouble."

"Yeah. They'll never know it was us."

"Aye, sure they won't."

"If they ask, act shocked and say you know nothing about it."

"Aye, can do that, best get this dough off, tis a place to wash in the earth 'ouse."

"Okay. Hopefully nobody will see us on the way there."

"We're sneaky, we'll be fine."

"Yeah. Just hide if you see someone coming."

"Aye, course, so come on, best be goin'."

Sam nods, starting to creep out of the kitchen.

Will follows, looking innocent, nothing to see here just two guys leaving the kitchen.

Yep. They're completely innocent.

Out of the main house, just need to get to the other house without being caught.

"Maybe we should've worn disguises."

"We'll be fine, tis na reason for anyone to suspect us."

"'Course not."

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