Onyx looked to the ones that had been willing to follow after he had explained.  He looked back to the Professor as he headed out, knowing that soon, things would be happening for the better, for the worst..<br/><br/>Of course, the person that seemed to be slightly happy about it, was going to be their cook of all people.  He was washing his hands several times, returned to the screen and began asking of all things, what kind of dishes the group should have.  Ratio pancakes cooked with magical fires did not sound bad.  No, it sounded positively delicious.  He hadn't had pancakes before..and he'd had almost all of his dishes before.<br/><br/>Food Onyx was allergic too, he was surprised he had tried to eat.  This guy was that good of a cook.  Golden brown fresh bread was a treat, sharp raspberry tarts, ticklish blackberry wrigglers.  He was half tempted to ask if he could change the mans gender so he could marry him for his cooking.