Alex fell silent as she moved to the kitchen in order to cook. He was content to sit there and sip his tea while she did that. He was placing full confidence in her skills as a cook. However, even if she proved to be a poor cook, he would probably eat the food anyways. He could be stubbornly polite at times. Especially when he wanted to make a good impression. And when it came to her? He definitely wanted to look good in her eyes. But still, it would not be pleasant if her cooking was terrible. He didn't seem to mind as she got lost in her own little world, his eyes focusing on the cat as it played.<br/><br/>At her speaking up and apologizing, he flicked his gaze towards her and gave her a slight smile. "There's no need to apologize, Rey." He didn't respond to the bit about the television and didn't move to turn it on. Instead, he finished his tea and resumed watching the cat play. All too soon, she was finishing and calling him to the table. He set the empty mug on the coffee table and rose from the couch, moving to walk over to the dining table. He took a seat at the table and eyed the food set up. It smelled and looked quite delicious.<br/><br/>"It looks and smells delicious, Rey. I'm sure that it tastes good." He assured her as he moved to serve himself a plate of the offered food. Once he had finished doing that, he twirled some pasta on his fork and raised it to his mouth, taking a bite. He was not disappointed. "I was right," He said after swallowing, lowering his fork. "It tastes amazing. You're quite skilled."