You're probably right. The garlic already smells good, and you've only just chopped it.

[He smiles faintly as he watches Eren work. It's not... the most delicate of things, but he does know how to clean and cut vegetables. And no, Mikleo would not have mixed it all together-- but it doesn't hurt anything. It's all stew, it'll come out soft and delicious anyway.

He rests his chin in his hand and watches Eren try to work the stove. Oh my god, he thinks-- this is even worse than Mikleo on his first day, trying to figure out the stove while Sorey pretended he wasn't dying of hunger.]

That's not-- turn those off, Eren. You'll burn the house down.

[He sighs a little but it's less cranky, more fond, and he gets up. He slides in beside Eren-- hip to hip, shoulder to shoulder-- and deftly turns all the knobs off.]

All right. See this one here? There's a little dot next to it, that one indicates which burner it controls. The one we want is here. You just turn it to about a third of the way in, like this...

[He stifles a yawn.]

The broth is in that metal pitcher over there. We'll need the thyme too, and the bay leaves. We'll toss them in whole.