[Luciel's words go in one ear and out the other. Cupping his hands over the running sink, Tristan brings the water over. His wings flap with excitement as he opens his hands up to pour the water over the dirt. A cloud of hissing steam is the results of his efforts.]
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[Luciel's words go in one ear and out the other. Cupping his hands over the running sink, Tristan brings the water over. His wings flap with excitement as he opens his hands up to pour the water over the dirt. A cloud of hissing steam is the results of his efforts.]
Free them!!! Daddy, they're cooking perfectly!