"I see. That is a clever method indeed." Kyle looked down at Ann as she washed. For such a lady like her to be washing the dishes... It reminded him of a story... what was it called? Oh yes, Snow White and the Seven Dwarves.<br/><br/>"Dear Miss Ann," Kyle wagged a finger, "It is not the objective but the journey that matter the most. And also, I prefer not to trouble others when I can easily do things myself." He crouched beside her and whispered so that no one else may overhear, "Also, Keel had tied up the bell in my quarters, he said that I needed to be thought how to feed myself... metaphorically of course."