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Marshall couldn't help but smile at the Angel's confusion; it was like teaching a baby new things, except this one knew how to walk and talk already, and was an adult -in most senses- "You can watch. I have no problem with that," Marshall had managed to gain his composure and was capable of looking Cael in the eyes again "And if I need help, I'll gladly accept it from you." He gently reached for the box of tinfoil, his fingers gently brushing over Cael's as he took it from him "I know you can't eat this. Watch and learn." He smiled and turned back to the potatoes, rather quickly -he'd had the urge to just kiss Cael then and there, but he had to keep himself together; it was bad enough he'd already kissed the angels cheek.

With the two potatoes, Marshall pulled enough tinfoil out to cover both of them. They were then slathered in butter, salt, pepper, and a few other dried herbs "So, you place the potatoes in the tinfoil-" to which he did "-and then you seal them up like they're in a little pocket-" again he did that whilst explaining and showing Cael what he was doing "-and once they're sealed up, we can take them out to the grill." Marshall quickly washed the gunk off his hands, dried them and grabbed the tinfoil wrapped potatoes, then nodded at the marinade bowl with the steaks "Grab those and the tongs next to them, follow me." He led Cael toward the back door, of which they came in earlier in the evening, and out onto the porch where a charcoal grill was set-up.