Marxello hissed when she kissed his cheek again. Such a bold she wolf she was. How irritating. He was not a morning person. He shook his head. "I am a grouch. Get used to it." he says with a huff. "At least you can tell me that. I have to rely on nothing but the other senses." He said with a smile. "So your beautiful and clear sky does not help your case." He said teasingly. He looked at her across the table. "I have always kept it full of delicate and not always delicate beauties. Or so I've been told." He says with a grim smile. "They are pretty arm candy." He says dismissively. He looked away and hissed again. "I don't need love...ever again." He said coldly. "Being tolerated and well liked is good enough for me." Growing distant again. Clearly she had hit a sensitive nerve based on his reaction alone. "You don't have to. A man is allowed to treat a lovely lady to a beautiful flower which will accent her beauty. Just because he does doesn't mean he wants anything in return." He spoke calmly but without much warmth. He blinked as she took his hand and placed a plate in it. "You shouldn't have. I could have done it." He says simply. "Thank you though." He put the plate down. He was not used to this. Not used to it at all. He didnt' start eating yet. "Make your plate Suzy. You need this food more than I. I won't eat much of it anyways. I'll get more nourishing substance after breakfast." He ran his hand over the food. Taking a fork and stabbed a piece of pineapple. He eats it slowly. "You are really touchy feely to a man you hardly know. It is quite puzzling to me Suzy."