[Yuuri is so busy making sure that the weird pork paste doesn't burn in the bottom of the pan that he barely registers the thump-thump-thump of sliding metal.

Until, of course, it lands right next to him and Starts Talking.

Sorry, Lumiere, you'll have to forgive Yuuki while he screams and jumps back, spoon in hand.] TALKING CANDLESTICK! AAAAAAA! Ah - wait.

[His screams are abruptly cut off, as his confusion overcomes his fear.] .... does space have talking candlesticks? Is this a - a - thing?