Kai just shrugged. Little did he suspect that he might have already gotten his divine babysitting tip after quietly lamenting to a baby dargon about the state of his roots. Oh how his ever golden locks sparkle now, with nary a drop of bleach to be seen. So soft.

"Got it," he said, content to focus on Tasty Food Time. So they were gonna need a cutting board and stuff. "Its like cubes, right? Everything in cubes?"