*uses the spoon he made her to eat /every/ meal no matter how awkward using a spoon makes it*
A chuckle rumbled deep in his chest as he looked over at where Milli sat, trying to eat a steak with that damn spoon he’d made her. Had he known she’d have liked it so well he’d have made her more than just a spoon but it was more than entertaining to watch her struggle.
Well, just for a little while, the determination written clear on her face however had him thinking they’d be sitting there all damn night if she didn’t figure out a way to utilise the spoon soon. He thought she’d have just asked for something else but no, instead she continued to struggle until he flicked some mashed potato at her face and grinned.
“Ya know, I can make ya a knife and fork too, Kitten..?”















