"Mmmm but I can handle it just fine~"

"Y'know maaaaaybe this is why Oz doesn't trust me in the kitchen, but, he took his eyes off me and I figured this wouldn't be this hard!"

Another shrug, offering a sheepish grin.

A careless shrug, slowly blinking at the other.

"Guess it got too hot."

"Oooookay then..."

He yawned, shaking his head to clear it as he wrapped his tail around himself.

Fizzarolli stared blankly, firstly confused at a stranger in the palace, secondly still half asleep. Does he yell for Ozzie about an intruder? Does he deal with it himself?

"I mean I could handle both of you, come onnn. Plus then you don't have to stress about it, and face it, I'm good at solving situations... kinda."

He gently let his finger hook under his chin, not understanding what could be so bad, offering a fond smile.

"Puuuuuuhleaseeeee?"

"Easy Big Daddy..."

He'd paused eating as he extended a hand across the table, gently touching his cheek in an attempt to calm the sin, shaking his head.

"That bug guy, yeah? Why don't you let me try talking to him? I mean he couldn't be that bad to bargain with, right?"

The jester was already shoveling his own food into his mouth, tail curled tightly around his seat to keep his balance, only looking up when addressed as he looked thoughtful.

"I mean... we could go shopping, or a walk with the girls, or- One of Angel Dusts shows maybe? I dunno."