Aaron follows her lead to kitchen. If not for his self restraint, he'd be drooling. "The food smells delicious ," he compliments. He's still getting used to above world food, usually stuff that could be thrown in a microwave and then ate. His father had told him about how his mother used to cook... Speaking of his father, he had been taught manners. He pulls Rose's chair out for her, motioning for her to sit.