Most wholesome heterosexual. Nyx would approve of it. It was just the sort of title he could embrace, and have a laugh with. So when Bill promptly took on the mantle to help him, Nyx was over joyed with the news. Following, Nyx admired the work the man put forth in the garden and took in the different scents. Some he couldn't even place.
While Bill was doing his thing, Nyx's attention was drifting other places while he looked for other vegetables that Lunafreya might appreciate. Everything he could see looked so good honestly. Then with a snap, Nyx focused on Bill. Taking the tomato, Nyx grinned. "This is perfect." He said very pleased. "How many can I have?" He asked as he ran his thumb over the skin of the red fruit.