While I'm admittedly no expert, I'm fairly certain it would be almost impossible for me to kill you with something that's mostly potato and onions. [He's not totally hopeless in the kitchen okay, frying things is just involved and messy. B(

But okay, back to the serious again, if only briefly.]

I have something for you.

[He retrieves the present he'd been holding when Erik came in the room from where he'd stashed it on a side table and hands it over to Erik. It's the size of a large book and wrapped simply and neatly in blue striped paper.] Several somethings, actually, but the rest of them are sort of silly.