Akira hurried to put his clothes back on and return as soon as possible, to find her preparing the food in the kitchen and looking a little sad. He crept up behind her and put one hand onto her shoulder in concern. "Is everything alright? Anything... I can help you in? If you want, if pancakes take too long or something... We can sure find something better. I can order pizza or takeaway if you don't feel like cooking..." he offered. The fact that she seemed unhappy unnerved him. Was his choice of food not something she'd be good at cooking? Or she just didn't want to cook?<br/><br/>What could it be?