There was a knock at the door before it opened. "Morning!" He said cheerfully as he stepped inside. He eyed the resting dough, "ah! What are you making? Bread?"

He had been enjoying his time with the woman before him. They were becoming friends and it was nice to have her on his side as he had so few friends in the world. Had he considered being more than friends? He wasn't dead! But he was her friend and wasn't about to ruin it by appearing like a dog who only thought about such stuff. Especially since she was clear she didn't need a man and he completely respected and admired that.

"Need help with anything?" He asked as he glanced around. "And where's that charming sister of yours?" He teased light heartedly as he looked for her grandmother.