It was oddly intimate to be cleaning Harry's kitchen while he was looking. Sadly, it wasn't uncomfortable to him, which he had almost hoped that it would be. In fact, it was nice and comforting, and it didn't help that Harry was praising him for the dinner. He looked sternly at the dishes he was washing.<br/>"I am glad you enjoyed it. I mean, it wasn't anything fancy or anything," he said with a shrug, and ran a hand through his hair. He took a deep breath, needing to steel himself, before turning his head to look at Harry. "It's been a while since I have been cooking for someone, so I'm glad that I haven't lost it completely," he stated, before turning to look at the dishes again. The dishes were the safest place to look after all.