Russ blinked disbelieving, "You made us dinner?" Before Noctis could take him wrong and think that he was criticizing he went to the stove and looked at the pasta. There was quite a lot there and he was slightly surprised. "That's nice of you."
He took a fork and fished out a piece of pasta. He put it in the colander and took it to the sink to run cold water over it. Then he tasted it. "Yeah it'll be done in just a couple of minutes." He took a spoon and tasted the sauce. He was surprised it wasn't bad, if a little bland. "This is good. It just needs a little salt. Just drain the pasta and toss it in the sauce. Let the flavor get happy together. I'm gonna take a shower, by the time I'm done, it should be ready." He gave Noctis a soft smile. "I'll be back in about four minutes."