Oh, she heard the last part. Make no mistake on that. She just didn't think much of it to be honest. She assumed he was a hunter or had been a hunter and they usually fought a lot of their meals. She herself didn't find any pleasure in hunting, but knew it wasn't a bad thing so long as the hunter also ate the kill. Hunting for sport seems like such a waste to her. A waste of life, resources, and time.<br/><br/>A quick walk towards the kitchen had her pulling out pots and pans. He said anything would be fine so she would make something quick and easy. As she set the water to boil, she wondered back down the hallway to gather up the clothes. Making a face at the stains (and trying not to think about where some of the stains came from), she tossed them into the washer on the quickest cycle before going back towards the kitchen.<br/><br/>Pulling out the bread dough she usually kept in the fridge, she started to knead it until the washer went off. Deftly and quickly separating the bread into rolls, she slide them into the oven. Not even worrying about setting the timer, she went back towards the laundry, switched it to the dryer and put it on high. While the timer said forty minutes, she knew it would only take less than three. Hearing the water start to hiss, she ran back to the kitchen and dumped in the noodles. She burned herself but paid no mind as she worked on some sauce. It was canned, but that was okay with her. She was more of a baker than a cook and sauce with a jar could be good. Especially as she added in some fresh spices.<br/><br/>Making sure the sauce wasn't about to do the same thing as the water, she took out the clothes in the dryer and put them back outside the door. Chryssie moved back towards the kitchen, she was just starting to stir the sauce to make sure it wasn't gonna stick to the bottom of the pan when she felt arms around her waist. As if that wasn't enough to send her flight or fight response into action, Devin spoke in a voice that sent tingling sensations from her head down to her toes. That didn't stop the small yelp that escaped from her mouth or her dropping the spoon and splattering them both with the sauce.<br/><br/>Hissing as the sauce burned her, she lunged for the sink to try and wash it off before it could do more damage. "Don't sneak up on me like that!" Her face was red and it wasn't just from the fact that she was working in a kitchen with all the heat. "And thank you. It will only be a couple more minutes." She stared, not quite aware she was staring. He was just so...So handsome and she could still get lost in those eyes if her practical side would just let her.