Easy for him, maybe. In theory, everything was easy. In practice, that was another thing altogether. That's when things became difficult. Determined to learn, she watched his every move like a hawk, scrutinizing everything he did. Soup opened with a device that made the whole process so ridiculously simple.

"What is that?" She used the finger she'd cut to point in the can opener's direction. When she'd opened her can she'd used a combination of a knife, and a hammer. Somehow it had worked out.

Next, the soup went into the pot. That was simple enough, right? But then he turned one of the knobs to turn it on and she found herself a little lost. "...How do you know how much to turn the knob?"