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"You seriously buy these things?" asked Roy, turning away from Kaldur's کتابوں کی الماری and gesturing skeptically to the set of dolls on سب, سب سے اوپر of it.
Kaldur shrugged, stirring the pot on his stove as it bubbled lightly.
"It is nice to feel in touch with the team when I am away from the Cave."
Roy sighed, stepping over to the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ میز, جدول and sinking down into a chair.
"You couldn't just have تصاویر like a normal person?"
"I have تصاویر as well," Kaldur objected. It was true – no one had yet produced dolls of Superboy, Miss Martian یا Artemis, so various pictures of them were گیا کیا پوسٹ on his wall, above the dolls. Opening a cupboard, he brought down two bowls and began to ladle the contents of the pot into them.
"Yeah but it's just kind of…weird," کہا Roy. "And آپ seriously made a new outfit for mine? آپ sew?"
"It is an Earth craft," کہا Kaldur defensively, setting a bowl in front of his friend and taking a نشست opposite him. "I learned it at the Academy, in Land Studies. Your likeness was out of date. Do آپ object?"
"I mean, no, it's just…"
"I am entitled to decorate my apartment as I see fit," Kaldur کہا sternly, handing Roy a spoon.
"Okay, Kal, calm down, I wasn't trying to - "
" - and I can easily break both your arms if آپ continue to criticize it."
Roy blinked. There was an awkward pause.
"So…I'm going to go ahead and start رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا now, if that's cool with you," he کہا at last.
Kaldur nodded gravely, and the two settled in to eat.
One word for Kaldur's reaction: RAGE!