[Oh, damn THE EFFECTS ARE STILL HERE... Sakyou's a little startled by the sudden projection, though it's a comforting one, at least. The people there, who care for one another so kindly...

Blinking out of it, he glances back toward the pan and then over to Wang Lu again.]

—I intended to make a decent sized one, at least. I don't know how much anyone would want, but... there are plenty of ingredients if anyone would like more.