Her blush only got worse at his words and she almost brought her fingertips up to touch her cheeks as if touching them would hide the physical embarrassment. "I- no!" She wasn't very good at lying, and nearly swore under her breath knowing she wasn't.
Wetting her lips, Silas gave him a strange look before nodding once. "I do. I...told y-" she stopped herself and just smiled slightly. "I've made breakfast a few times before you've gotten up, actually." He hadn't seemed really up and aware and she really hadn't bothered to point it out. She cooked because sometimes she just liked to busy her hands, not because she wanted recognition for it.