The world of arms and weaponry, he knew about. But food and the creations that would come out of the kitchen? Safe to say, he knew nothing about. But from what Alyssa was saying, the pie-look-alike-but-not-really kind of thing seemed too small to fit all that right in there.
"Thanks." He gave his partner a smile before carrying the quishe food to the kitchen and placing it on the counter. He would examine it later when she got settled.
"Well. Here's my place and this room..." Karl walked a little ways down the hallway and stopped in front of the room on the left, opening it to let some of the light fall through. "This is yours. However long you need it."