The feline enjoyed watching him doing simple things. While she preferred to do the cooking and cleaning herself, there was just something more attractive to her when he did them himself. It wasn't because she knew he could do it and he didn't. It was more because he let her do what she wanted so she could be happy. Happy kitty usually meant happy monkey. She put her elbows on top of a counter, her head sitting in her hands. There was a goofy grin on her face as she continued to watch him.<br/><br/><span style="color: mediumpurple">"Ooh! Let's take some of that soup I made! It could be counted as a snack, right?"</span><br/><br/>Aiko knew that almost everything to him was dinner. He ate easily five times than what she did a week in one day. That, and she was sort of hungry. She reached into a bowl to grab an apple. Her teeth easily broke into the soft flesh of the fruit as she waited for him to finish packing their sporadic picnic. She ended up moving to where she kept a light sweater. Throwing it on with the apple in her mouth, Aiko turned, a grin in her eyes as she pulled the practically finished fruit from her mouth.<br/><br/><span style="color: mediumpurple">"Waiting on you!"</span>she teased, throwing the core in the trash.<span style="color: mediumpurple">"Such a slowpoke!"</span>