[ He doesn't need to be told twice to help her, reaching out and taking the plates and utensils, balancing them in his arms with relative ease. ]
Of me? God no, I'd just ruin your fridge decoration.
[ Jokes aside, though, of course she'd save it. Once he feels more comfortable looking around he also probably won't be all that surprised to find out just how much of his stuff she still has around (possibly more than he owns at the moment, even), but it still gives him something of a pleasant feeling to see it.
Not that his drawing's a work of art or anything, he knows that. It's mostly the sentimental value.
He steps back out to the living room, putting the plates down on the table and setting it up for the two of them. ]
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Of me? God no, I'd just ruin your fridge decoration.
[ Jokes aside, though, of course she'd save it. Once he feels more comfortable looking around he also probably won't be all that surprised to find out just how much of his stuff she still has around (possibly more than he owns at the moment, even), but it still gives him something of a pleasant feeling to see it.
Not that his drawing's a work of art or anything, he knows that. It's mostly the sentimental value.
He steps back out to the living room, putting the plates down on the table and setting it up for the two of them. ]