"I could do that," he said. "But it would be a lot of pancakes."
And he felt guilty about that. He had a crazy metabolism and he was pretty active, and he was a teenage boy.
"But maybe I could narrow it down to six?"
He looked over the menu again, then folded it and put it on the table before looking up at her seriously.
"I...am looking for another guardian." He knew that she wanted her to. He hadn't found anyone yet and he really didn't want to but he had to. Because she didn't want to keep him.