It was so quick, he'd almost be uncertain he hadn't heard it. The man had a charge about him as he experienced even in a moment, something he hadn't in a while. Maybe he wouldn't rob this priest after all. He hadn't been able to relax and have fun like this in quite a spell. Even if Father Brennan didn't react much to him normally, there was a hint as small as a grain of sand, that he at least found him slightly amusing.

"Oh it is such a shame..." he said but did not insist and immediately popped it into his mouth. "Sweets are such a rare treasure, I do not understand how you could not like them. Maybe you've been able to enjoy them at your leisure at one time. I'd believe you were once a spoiled rich boy, you have soft hands."

He chuckled and stepped away to crouch down and begin getting the stove heating up before placing the heavy pot upon it. He leaned against the table and eyed the room before finding the seasoning. This was where he had to be absolutely careful to take the bare minimum as any more would definitely be noticed and get the ire of Ms. Higgins.