POV: Noel (Third Person)Benjamin was frying eggs when Noel came down the next morning, humming to himself, clearly delighted to be standing in his own kitchen again."Sit," Benjamin said. "I'm making enough for three. Gabriel's coming by later, so I figured I'd practice.""Don't make them dry," Noel said, sliding onto a stool. "He'll defend them anyway, but..."He stopped. The rest of the sentence was already formed, a joke about Gabriel's eggs and the argument they'd had over them more than once, an argument that belonged to a kitchen on the other side of town."But what?" Benjamin asked, glancing back."Just don't overcook them," Noel said. "I like them soft.""Soft it is."Benjamin turned back to the pan, and nothing in his face had changed. Noel picked up his coffee and held on to it a little too hard. He had not lied. He had only swapped one sentence for another. But the swap had cost him something, a small flash of effort he could feel in his shoulders, and the day had barely s
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