[Meanwhile Aidan was pretty good at feeding himself and mending smaller tears or cleaning up the place. To call him domestic may have been a teeny stretch, but his mom sure had taught him well. Yes sir.
He paused for a moment, letting Helix take the top bowl before setting down the bottles of water on the coffee table. He flopped down in the couch next to the other, idly poking around the hot food with his fork in an effort to get it to cool down just a tad.]
Only if you absolutely think I need one. [He'd wear it too. Proudly.] Books..? What are ya lookin' for?