Ryo looks at him. Smiling and watching him make meat and season it. He can't help it a small giggle like chuckle escapes his lips. He blushes. He rubs the back of his head with his free hand. Not sure why he'd just done that. "Its not that big a deal. If I didn't want to help you out...I wouldn't have done all that I did." he says softly. "But...my mom taught me...that true friends always help those out...who have helped them. And that true friends...treat their friends...or people that are potential friends...as one would wish to be treated." he goes back to chopping. He was nervous now. Not sure how a popular guy like Saint would take his hinted statement that he considered him a friend. "And as far as the almost getting beat up by that Jake guy...I'm used to things like that happening to me." he says honestly. He tosses in the herbs and tomatoes. And stirs the sauce together. Changing subjects. "I'm glad you like pastas...I hope you like pizza's and other foods from Italy." he says with a grin across his face. "Cuz my mama was Italian...so I know how to cook Italian food like the best of them." he says. Then looks away. "I love to cook...besides being extremely smart which gets me beat up...cooking is the only thing I'm good at. And its something I really love doing." he pauses and changes tone. "Anyways...you'll be eating well while I'm here." he says. Laughing happily.