Kenshin's smile echoed his thoughts, happy to be spending a moment amidst the tumultuous span of their relationship to do what he could to please his mistress. He preferred picnicking to the other suggestions he had witnessed on the network, finding comfort in a simple and yet intimate past time. He was a fine cook, if mortal opinions could be trusted, and Sayuri had seemed pleased by his work in that field as well.
He carried much of the belongings, safely tucked away so they would not spill as per his attention to detail, to the car, setting them in effective places before he took his set in the designated passenger's area. He was still getting used to cars as they were, preferring to have spent many of his days traversing the world on foot.
"This one will leave the driving for Sayuri-dono," he admitted with a nervous laugh. "I am not skilled in such things."