The meeting of eyes was taken as usual, showing the boy was attentive. And as she said this, he wordlessly made his way around the kitchen, picking out several items. A small pot from one cabinet, a wooden spoon from a drawer he had to rummage through. He passed by the stove, setting the pot and the spoon on top before going over to another cabinet. Inside that one were more cans.

"Did you want the same kind as before, or something else?"

It might have seemed out of place, but the least he could do was make something to make it up to her.