He watches Ten lift that enormous pot, wondering if he should come over to help. He might just end up in the way though, and then Ten has finished. He takes a few more steps into the kitchen, watching the greens as they get cut and uh the wrong smell comes out of them. He's never going to get used to that.

"She's in her chair," he answers quickly, pausing for a moment and adding, "Her stomach was growling. Uh, and she said she would eat, later."