[Poggio]

It went from amusing to a train wreck faster then Galvin anticipated. It was both sexy and dangerous. He jumped from his seat by the time the other took the knife before Ambrosia could slice off his fingers, Galvin stilled his wrist. “You are not murdering people, your are chopping scallions.” He took the blade from the other satisfied the other was a worse cook then he, and lived an even stranger life. His lips curved into a smirk. “It seems your teacher will have to give you another lesson.”