In the kitchen, Sophie Wexler bustled about, instructing Cillian Forrest as she worked.
"That's not how you chop vegetables."
"This is the flour."
"Roll the dumpling wrappers properly."
Looking at the misshapen dumpling wrappers he had rolled, then at Cillian Forrest's helpless expression, Sophie Wexler couldn't help but let out a snort of laughter.
"Tammy, come over and do this."
Hearing Sophie Wexler's voice, Tammy immediately rolled over on its wheels. After Sophie demonstrated the process once, it got the hang of it right away.
You had to admit, robots were impressive learners. It looked like a natural. With Tammy helping, their pace quickened considerably.
"See? You pinch the dumplings like this," Sophie Wexler patiently demonstrated for the man beside her.
Cillian Forrest held the dumpling wrapper in his large palm, his movements unusually clumsy. A man accustomed to handling weapons now held a tiny piece of dough, looking almost timid and painstakingly careful.
