Basically, yeah.

[Making a sound that begins as how so and ends in mild surprise as a dolphin leaps out of the water with a mackerel in its mouth before snapping it up.

They're pretty much onto one of the richer fishing ground in this enclosed sea. And it's getting darker. He can start to see stars.]

... you getting hungry?

[This is not a momentary subject change, nooooo.]

I'll heave to the boat, then, and set anchor. It won't take me long to cook something up on the range.

[It's nice he's able to cook and share a meal at sea. Nostalgic and achingly normal, and a man like him was never meant to be landlocked so long.

Well. As normal as it got for two people who were far from the norm and from wildly different worlds. Which, considering Luceti, was practically its picture.]

You can help me get her turned round. Right now we're sailing off the wind. We need to beat into it and trim the sails appropriately.

Otherwise I can't force her into a holding pattern when we heave to.

[He briefly explains what actually heaving to is. A handy trick for sailors needing to stop their crafts and keeping them at an angle where the waves could break against the hull as safely as possible.]

It's always easier to trim them with two people.

[For someone who doesn't know him and is not a seasoned sailor, it's almost downright impossible.

Law knows him and is seasoned, and seeing Itachi move both underlines the fact he is practically blind and how much he doesn't need sight at all. He simply sees in other ways.

It's pretty damn amazing.

But between them they get the boat turned and angled into the wind, and the jibs backwinded to counterbalance the mainsail and the topsail. Locked in place and as Law lashes the till in position, there's only one thing left to do.

Set anchor.]

Why don't you go below? I'll just set anchor and be right behind you.

[Watch going inside, there's a few low beams in the cabin as you descend the stairs. Annnd... dark, not that that terribly matters, but the lanterns down here are candle powered and not lit unless necessary.

There's the sound of a controlled splash in the water, and then the whisper of rope being carefully lowered. ... easy now... don't want to foul the shanks.

Bootsteps sound on the steps soon after.]

Aa. Knew I was forgetting something. Gotta get some light in this place.

[Cooking in the dark is a bit tricky, especially in a new galley, when you're used to being able to see what you're doing.]

[One of these days you'll need to have someone look at those eyes of yours. Just saying.

... it's difficult to sense unease from you though. Even more so without Haki. But this time he picks it up.]

It's alright. I don't usually have the lanterns lit unless someone's going to be down here. Fire risk and all.

[The room suddenly brightens considerably. Funny how light magic was supposed to be the hardest disciplines to learn, and yet he had less trouble with it than Eferin's flames.

Now that he could actually see, the cabin lanterns started to spring to life, flames beginning to dance on the wicks of the candles inside.]

Thanks. [Neck rub] I've been working hard on that. Still tricky though.

[Control generally has never been a problem for him - the other areas of fire are much more trouble (endurance, power, at one time even getting a spark) - but never control. Multiple candles to light are... difficult, even with that.

Good practice for him in other words.]

Like air, yet not. Air is never hungry like fire is. [Fire in some ways is starvation personified. Always consuming and dying when there's nothing left.]

... dunno if it's really control in the end. Sometimes it feels simply more like guiding.

[Opening up a cupboard. Cutting board, cutting board, where's my cutting board.]

[Aha! Cutting board. Now, knives.]

There's a cooler next to the sink. Could you grab that? I prepared most of the stuff in there already, but I left a few vegetables untouched. In there, on the top, should be some cabbage, eggplant, and potatoes. They just need to be sliced up, please.

[He has the vegetable stock and the ginger out. As well the salt, sugar, and sake. He needs to get at the red and yellow miso in the cooler though before preparing the soup portion of the dish. But in the meantime he can fetch a saucepan, and put that stock over medium heat on the range to bring to a near boil.]

It's getting chillier out, so I thought a vegetable and tofu hot pot would be nice.

[There's vegetables and tofu wrapped in cling wrap with the untouched produce. Carrots, and mushrooms (shiitake and enokidake), and green and white onions, squash, neatly sliced for the pot. Snap peas. Ramen noodles. And a small smattering of condiments - sliced pickled daikon, a bit of green onion held from the pot, grated Red Maple radish, tiny lemon wedges, and of course, a little soy sauce.]

Thanks.

[Meanwhile, while the rest of the vegetables are being sliced, Law is combining the red and yellow miso in a medium sized bowl off to the side. He adds in a small amount of the heated stock to the paste, whisks it together until it is well mixed, and pours the mixture back into the remaining vegetable stock. He then whisks in a pinch of salt to taste, a tablespoon of sugar, and a fourth of a cup of sake.

The range's heat is turned to low for the liquid to simmer.]

[Pouring the soup mixture into the earthenware donabé waiting on the other side of the range, Law adds the cabbage, potatoes, snow peas, shiitake mushrooms, carrots, and white onions into the simmering broth, puts on the lid, and carries it to the oak table a little further down in the cabin, where a peculiar little tabletop burner is set up. Peculiar, as it seems to have a sea shell incorporated into it. A seashell, that when pressed, gives off heat to continue cooking the hot pot.]

Mm mm. [Coming back. Long legs cross the distance in only a few steps.] It does. I think this recipe's a keeper.

[The condiments, the ramen, and any of the pre-cut vegetables that Law did earlier and are not already on the board, find their way onto it quickly for ease of carrying to the table.

Another bottle of sake is fished out of the cupboards, and since the sakazuki are already out from earlier, he won't pull out any of his ochoko. Instead he pulls out lacquered bowls and chopsticks for both of them.

There will be tea and fruit later.]