"Aye, indeed. I don't have much of a sweet tooth myself - though I did my fair share of experimenting in Candyland, I suppose," Killian admitted with a little laugh - experimenting with the various colorful treats and also with the mushrooms, which were a rainbow psychedelic delight. "Plus I tend to think food in general brings people together. Whether it's a warm meal shared or dropping something off." Showed that you cared, at least. And Sabrina cared. He liked that about her.
The cookies had been dropped onto the baking tray and he slid that tray into the oven, surveying the counterspace he now had to work with. "If you tell me what's in the other chocolate biscuits, I can work on the dough?" he suggested. He'd be glad to help her - with cookies, with just about anything. With understanding the darkness inside of her - he wasn't afraid of her, or of anything she could do. He wished for good things for her, maybe an actual chance to be a teenager - he'd never really had a chance like that, though things were very different as he was growing up basically at sea.