Naturi jumped as Preeti walked out of the bathroom and spat words at him. He looked at her and flushed. Looking away as she was wearing a long shirt and nothing else that he could tell. He looked at her. "It should be...maybe...I hope." He said softly. He flipped the omelet and threw on more cheese. He blinked and looked at her. "Well good thing I intended to." He said softly. "It be rude to cook for myself...when I share a room with another." he said in a soft spoken way. He covered it with cheese and folded it over. Cooking then flipped it again. Cutting it in half and put it on two plates. He turns the stove off and grabbed the plates. Putting one on the counter near her then going to the far ends of the table. There was alreayd a fork on the plate. He stared at the food. Slowly breaking him off a piece. He didn't look at her as he was sure she was going to say something snarky and he was on edge as it was.