No. I suppose the benefit of our experience may be of help there.

[If they can be trusted to provide a solution which would work, given how many of their solutions thus far made things worse.

[Dirk's heavy footfall and the sound of his throat clearing makes Kratos open his eyes and look up from Yuan's shoulder. The dwarf stands before them, looking just a tad awkward, with a bowl and a spoon in each hand. He holds one out to each of them.]

Here. Figure this might help.

[Kratos reaches out to accept the bowl, and in the moment when they're both touching the tin rim, a spark of static shoots out into Dirk's hand and makes him grunt. Quickly Kratos takes the bowl and sets it in the crook of his knee so he doesn't have to stop the healing arte while he eats. Shaking his singed hand ruefully, Dirk turns to Yuan.]

I dunno if you even need food, but y'may as well set an example for this idiot, since he seems to listen to you. A little bit.

[He pauses.]

I'm gonna set it down on the table there.

[It's close enough for Yuan to reach, without taking the risk of their mana objecting to the presence of someone new.]