[ There is a flicker of terror in Eddie's eyes. Not surprise, or anxiety, but terror for just a moment and then it is gone. And he just hops down off the stool to wash his hands like Erik had instructed.

It is troubling, but Erik has no idea how to approach this as nothing else seems to be amiss. Charles would know what to say. He makes a mental note to mention something about it to him the next time they talk. ]

Yes, spices and seasonings. You don't need much, but something to wake it up a bit. Why don't we try a little salt and pepper and... here. This tastes like dill. Does that sound interesting? Or would you like something else.

[ He hands the pots of seasonings to Eddie. ]