Link reaches in, touching the bowl - and then instinctively darts his hand back. She hold him it would be hot, and yet somehow he's still surprised by it.

But he grabs for it again, better prepared this time. Brings it to the table. Sets it down and sits, looking at it.

Just a minute. And then it was done.

"...I like cooking better." This felt almost too quick. And Link didn't even get to really do anything.