[God, Erskine loves that blush. He could stand here propping up the counter and grinning like a dork at Hopeless all day. Except it seems like they're starting to get into the actual mixing and baking now and Erskine isn't going to be any help with this part.]

Tell you what, I'm going to go make the rounds of the shelter for a bit and leave you two to wrangle the oven and such.

[He moves to leave the kitchen, trailing his hand across the small of Hopeless's back briefly as he does so.]

I'll be around if you need me.