[ ... and, for a long moment, Regis can only focus on the knife not slipping from his fingers. It is... just like that. Iris using the past tense brings home the awareness that. Clarus is gone. For his children.

A chill comes into the air, lingering for a moment, before Regis takes a deep breath and focuses on keeping the grief in check. His voice is... only a little quieter, by the time he manages to answer. ]

He -- did very well in preparing meats. Wasn't very interested in cooking them, but turning them into portions that could be made edible? He was good.

You don't recall him doing any cooking, at home?

[ Yes, he knows that if Clarus did not have time for it, it would have been his, Regis's, fault. But avoiding the topic won't make that better, will it. ]