[Likely that is the best reaction she'll get from him, so she moves to exit the room with a smile.]
Of course. You can have them beforehand, if you like. [She's not huge on rules, and is still feeling guilty for that faux pas.]
[And so she moves into the kitchen and begins cutting beef and vegetables and herbs, taking a long moment while she's certain she's alone to pause, leaning on the counter as if holding herself up. Things don't roll off her back nearly so well after spending months here being yanked to and fro. But by the time Sougo is nearby, she's singing to herself as she makes dinner.]