He laughed. "You dont have to make anything. Your the guest. Guest are not allowed to make anything." He shoved you out the kitchen and made you sit on a chair in the living room. He was smiling.  "I know that you may have the habit of trying to care for someone. But please... you dont need to worry about it. I lived on my own. Made my own food." He laughed. "We will talk about you feeding so-"<br/>He turned hearing the door being knocked on. He had a confused look on his face. "I'll get." He said. Walking to the door. Unlocking the door and opening it. "Hello, may i help you?" He asked.