[He snorted at the assertion - it was absolutely not the case, even if he was pleased by the compliment. Before he could retort that it was possible to have the best of everything, Jason was looking at him in confusion and apologising.
Edward scoffed and shook his head.] You hardly upset me. If you wish to lie and inflict misery upon yourself, it's no concern of mine.
[He didn't pull away from Jason's touch; that would be giving credence to the idea he was in some way bothered by the topic. And the warmth of the younger man's hand against his own was not unwelcome.
Edward's lips twisted in disgust as Jason explained himself, the prospect of consuming weevils or worse, almost enough to ruin his appetite entirely. Any time food had been lacking in his parent's house, it had been due to their failure to buy groceries, and there had rarely been anything actively spoiled in the house. Maybe he could forgive Jason's attitude - the younger man was still on a tight budget, as Edward knew well. It was why they were there, why this had started in the first place. A far cry from his ability to have whatever groceries he liked delivered to his door. He huffed again and nudged Jason's hand.]
What you do on your own is no business of mine. I don't genuinely plan on feeding you anything unpleasant unless I- [He cut himself off, shaking his head and forcing a smile.] I'll make sure to remind you if we find ourselves sharing anything more than cheap canapés again.
[Which felt unlikely at the moment. Pulling his hand away, Edward picked up his burger again, determined to get the conversation away from uncomfortably personal territory.] But I could give you a chance to demonstrate your skill in the kitchen first so I know where to set the bar. Given I have no way of knowing that you can even prepare something edible.
ha, I'm too much of a coffee snob for that
Edward scoffed and shook his head.] You hardly upset me. If you wish to lie and inflict misery upon yourself, it's no concern of mine.
[He didn't pull away from Jason's touch; that would be giving credence to the idea he was in some way bothered by the topic. And the warmth of the younger man's hand against his own was not unwelcome.
Edward's lips twisted in disgust as Jason explained himself, the prospect of consuming weevils or worse, almost enough to ruin his appetite entirely. Any time food had been lacking in his parent's house, it had been due to their failure to buy groceries, and there had rarely been anything actively spoiled in the house. Maybe he could forgive Jason's attitude - the younger man was still on a tight budget, as Edward knew well. It was why they were there, why this had started in the first place. A far cry from his ability to have whatever groceries he liked delivered to his door. He huffed again and nudged Jason's hand.]
What you do on your own is no business of mine. I don't genuinely plan on feeding you anything unpleasant unless I- [He cut himself off, shaking his head and forcing a smile.] I'll make sure to remind you if we find ourselves sharing anything more than cheap canapés again.
[Which felt unlikely at the moment. Pulling his hand away, Edward picked up his burger again, determined to get the conversation away from uncomfortably personal territory.] But I could give you a chance to demonstrate your skill in the kitchen first so I know where to set the bar. Given I have no way of knowing that you can even prepare something edible.