Only once two more minutes of being cooked inside Vessy’s oven had passed, Lawrence finally (!) felt that the air around him had indeed gotten so hot that he didn’t
find it pleasant any longer.
Nevertheless, for now Lawrence still managed to think to himself: “This is it ! My dream ! I’ve always wanted to experience this for real ! What better and more noble fate
could there be for anyone to suffer, than to offer their own body as a delicious food to those he truly LOVES ?”
So by remembering his own bizarre motivations for why he believed ending up cooked was something he truly wanted, Lawrence kept calm – for now.
He didn’t want Jennifer nor Vessy to know that he was in fact no longer enjoying the heat.