Ten watches, and ends up watching Gyre's knife advice. When Gyre looks over to get validation from him, he offers a thumbs-up. Yeah that's solid don't-cut-your-fingers-off advice.

Luka's progression at not chopping his fingers off proves to be satisfying enough that he shuffles over to grab several of the not-poatoes, nottatoes if you will, and bring them over to another cutting board so he can start working on them. This one is the strangest of the bunch yet.

Ten just chops the first one in half and then tips out one half over one of his bowls, dumping the contents in: The insides of the nottato pour out as a crystalline powder into the bowl. It sounds like sand.