" Yes, master!" She opens the door, beaming sweetly as she carries in the tray of food. " Me and Noriko made it! I hope that you like it, we made your favorite." She sets the tray gently on his lap, standing next to the bed. " Noriko made the steamed rice and the miso soup, I made the omelet, I hope you enjoy it all!" The omelet looks... suspicious, to say the least, but Miki looks so full of hope that it makes even that godforsaken creation seem palatable. She stands by the side of the bed, watching to see if you enjoy it, smiling perkily.<br/><br/>(Roll Result: Ajoxer rolled: 1d6<br/>Comment: Multiply times 4 for Affection.<br/>Result: 6,<br/>Total: 24.<br/><br/>There's no way he can't like it!)