"Um," I said carefully, looking back at Dagur. "Are you… keeping that?"
"Why?" Dagur laughed. "You gonna cook it?" He casually dropped the Marrowfin onto the floor.
For the record, the others didn't know Kairos was good at cooking. And if I asked him in front of them, they'd definitely think I was joking—or worse, tease me about it forever.
"You can just keep it in the fridge and eat it later," Dagur said generously.
I looked down at the Marrowfin again, its scales still faintly shimmering.
"…Yeah," I said at last. "I'll do that."
I could just ask Thorne or Ghost to cook it when they got back.
That was definitely the smarter choice.
Even if my stomach disagreed.
Dagur glanced back at Kairos. "Hey, Boss. If you're bored, come out with me. It's really fun out there."
"I'm fine," Kairos replied without looking away from the screen. "Enjoy it yourself."
Dagur snorted. "Don't regret it later." He waved a hand over his shoulder. "I'm heading out again. Bye!"
