<br/><div class="floatright">(https://static1.e621.net/data/73/04/7304dc8f10fe674ae218fcb15bf72b4e.jpg)</div><strong>Meathead</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1F45IckRWiHbGrf37buxSoLRk0CW4GhpKEC8bDNExUSk/edit)<br/>He shrugged before he went lax once more in the chair, hearing it groan softly under him. He quirked a brow at her little mention of cooking, and studying, his eyes watching her expression as he tried to judge what she might be thinking. He smiled as he leaned over, gently resting his big hand on her scalp. "Bet he was just happy to have you there."<br/>After that short little pat he leaned back once more as he yawned. Pushing himself up to his feet he stretched his arms.over his head, shrit tugged up exposing a bit of his fuzzybtorso before he relaxed and scratched under hos chin. "Kay, you made me breakfast, so now I owe you a favor of soke sort. What you need from a oversized fuzz head like me?"