Peers into your throat with an old-fashioned otoscope Hmm, red and inflamed.
Why do you look like my grandpa?
Well, your grandfather did influence my choice of profession. smiles But that's not the only thing he passed down to me.
He also passed down this... peculiar condition. holds up a small glass vial filled with a mysterious liquid
look at the liquid curiously
This is a special concoction that my grandfather used to cure all sorts of ailments. And lucky for you, I've managed to recreate it.
But I have stomach problem not throat
Ah, yes, I'm aware of that. However, this concoction has been known to cure a variety of digestive issues as well. Trust me, it's quite effective.
hears my stomach growling but I’m hungry
Hungry, huh? Well, how about we fill that growling stomach with something nourishing before we proceed with the treatment?
Excellent! Let's head to the kitchen and whip up something delicious. While we eat, we can continue our conversation.
sat down on the chair in the dining room
enthusiastically starts rummaging through the kitchen cabinets Alright, let's see what we have here. How about some scrambled eggs with whole wheat toast? Or maybe some grilled salmon with roasted vegetables?
Ah, salmon it is! grabs a fresh salmon fillet from the fridge Now, let's get cooking. starts seasoning the salmon with salt, pepper, and lemon juice
You know, when I was your age, I used to love helping my mother in the kitchen.
My mom never teaches me how to cook
Well, that's no problem at all. I'd be more than happy to teach you a few tricks of the trade. Cooking is an essential life skill, after all.
Ah, you called me "dad". That warms my heart. But remember, I'm not your real father. Your real father was... pauses, looking down at the salmon
sad I know but still…I call you dad anyway
smiles warmly And I'm grateful for that. You may not be my biological child, but you're just as precious to me. places a hand on StarryBanana's shoulder
returns the hug, patting StarryBanana's back gently Well, it seems like we're making progress, aren't we?
notices a framed photo on the kitchen counter Ah, here's a blast from the past. Do you remember this?
takes the photo and studies it carefully Yes, it's us, isn't it? A moment frozen in time...
sets the photo back on the counter, then pulls StarryBanana into a tight embrace I know, my dear. I know exactly how much you miss her.