He looked at her kitchen. It’s small but it have a sense of family and comfort. “Well I need you to show where you keep the pans, the cutlery and the instant ramen.”
“OH! Right!” She scuffled to a cabinet and took out a pan for him to use. She then scuffled to a drawer close by and took out some utensils.
“Ahh….. Ramen… Ramen…” She looked around for Ramen but it seems as though she ran out. ”Umm… Daryl Sama… I ran out of Ramen.” She looked at him with an apologetic face.
”Hummmmm, we can run to the supermarket, by a 6 of it, come out and make then. I even pay for them. I just want to make a meal for you since you’re so kind to me.”