He twitched a bit and looked at her. "I can pick up how to cook easily enough; I've had to live off stuff most people don't consider to be edible in the past because of that slaver." He said. "So it might need a little refining." Axyn pointed out. "And Cleaning is easy, even easier if you close the doors and windows on the windblown side of the building." He sighed as if that was obvious. When she thumbed his organ he shifted again. "Can you blame me though?" he asked, meaning that. "you're a beautiful woman..."