Sora looks at his hand while feeling around for his share of pasta with the other. A little red, but no blisters this time. "All good. I don't really, uh, have a better way to figure out if it's hot enough. I'll get the timing down and then I won't have to do it like this anymore." He could also just, like, do timed test runs, but this way is faster. Or something. Listen, no one ever asked Sora for help in the brains department, okay? "Got plenty of time to figure it out. They're gonna be Christmas presents."