Dinjo blinks and stands up himself. Nodding his head. "Um...okay." he says softly. Blushing a tiny bit. Resuming his normal color as he followed. Smiling happily. He usually ran. Ran fast and far. Not now. Now he felt safe, comfortable, and secure. Looking at him. And smelling food. "WOW..................." he cries out in awe. "Smell awesome in here!!!!!" he says. He grabs Matthew's hand and dragging him into the kitchen and to the food. He looks around. Blinking and rubbing the back of his head. "Um...where do I sit? I don't see any pillows...or anything." he says in confusion. Looking at Matthew. "Am I allowed to eat with you two? Or am I supposed to eat in the corner?" he asks softly.