Dusk had tilted his head to the side. He wasn't sure due to not being able to read expressions well...but if he had to take an educated guess...surprise is what he thinks is written across her face. He smiles glad she hadn't slapped him. He lets out the breath he hadn't realized he had been holding in. He looks at her. She was blushing...was it a bad blush? Or a good blush? He blushes again. "Your welcome. Thank you for not well...slapping me." he says softly. "I do apologize if that was a bit too...forward...for your liking." he stammers out. He didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable. He looks at Chibi. "That is a good judgment call Chibi. Good putting your adaption program to use." he says. Encouraging her to learn and do more things to help herself.<br/><br/>He watches her open the fridge. Chibi hopped up on top of his head. Staring over the edge of the fridge. She stares at all the food inside. "Wow...that has more food in it than you had in your entire house!" she exclaims in surprise and awe. Dusk turned beet red from head to toe. "Er...Chibi...your not supposed to say that..." he groans. Still beet red. Chibi looks at him. "Why? It is true." she says cutely. Dusk bites his lip. "Uh...good question." he stammers. Looking at Stella. "I rarely remembered to eat. And even rarer would I remember to go shopping so that had food to eat." he exclaims nervously. He takes items. Placing them on the counter. Chibi giggling and runs around. Putting small things on the counter. Dusk looks at the items on the counter. They all looked like foreign objects to him.