Relief softened the set of his shoulders at her awed words. Aiko wasn't terribly picky or choosy or anything. Heck, she'd thought the Ugly Lady was beautiful when she first saw the hunk of junk. Happiness was a state of being for the feline hybrid.<br/><br/>Hearing how happy she was still satisfied the saiyan immensely. He set the pot of soup over the fire quickly, letting it warm up. As soon as she sat down, he pat her on the head lovingly. Much as he liked the place, he loved the view in front of him a little more.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">"Well, your not the only one who works on the ship. You cook the meals, clean everything and even took care of the mouse problem."</span>Tarrok pointed out. She might not risk her life as often, but she definitely didn't do any less work. She had earned a good view and more a long time ago.<br/><br/>The saiyan laid out a few things for the feline. Bread and spreads for sandwiches, some crackers and cheese to get started. Snagged a few grapes, remembering she liked those last he checked. Simple snacks, nothing that would distract them from spending time just doing... nothing.<br/><br/>As freeing as it sounded.