What? It's overdone. [ He huffs, and starts to put a little more effort in, perching up in his tip toes to push down on the dough ] We want it to be stronger? I thought we wanted dough to be, to be sort and delicate.
[ He peers up at Mako, then winces, his ribs twinging as he presses in the wrong way. ] Ow.
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[ He peers up at Mako, then winces, his ribs twinging as he presses in the wrong way. ] Ow.