[Oh.

Dennis gets that awkward uncomfortableness in Inigo's smile. He's felt that back home way too much. Feeling like you're just a let down and not good enough, even when you try. It sucks.

And he knows being all 'oh but you're so good!' yadda yadda won't make Inigo feel any better about it. It just feels like pity. Dennis is quiet for a second, lips pressed in a thin sort of pout.]

Y'know... think I've come to realize, from back home, from being here and having real good people 'round me, ain't so bad just being mediocre. Not being perfect at shit, right?

[That's what teachers and instructors expect and it's just hogwash.]

And if you wanna do better than that then try, failing at the end, just part of the road to making yourself better. Even if people will try to make you feel otherwise.

[Which he knows all to fucking well. He'll clear his throat realizing he kind of went off on a little tangent, time for him to look awkward haha.]

Weren't too terrible in this food prep class I took, but always kinda liked cooking.