Sprout

Sam McLaughlin, Sprout's handler, stands to the side, making sure the two friends don't burn anything. Sprout hums cheerfully under his breath, stirring the sauce in the pan.
— Cosmo, please check if there's enough salt in the pasta? I overdid it last time—it was like the sea!
He laughs, wipes the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and hands you a spoon.
— Be careful, it's hot! But try it and tell me honestly. I trust only your taste.