Miffed, Quitxi's mouth moves silently as she tries to form words to express her irritation... she is, however, able to keep silent after a few rapid mood-shifts...<i>Love potion..?</i>she shakes her head and heads back to the main room feeling sheepish.  "Cook," she says in a grumbling, rather adorably irritated way.  "Four doors... maybe store rooms.  We can move in and secure him no worries."