When the younger Skwisgaar was being sweet like this, Lulu quite liked spending time with him. She smiled and forked some of the cheesecake into her mouth, audibly purring her approval. "Brenda Annn is a saint. She's going to help me out once Soren's born, and I already appreciate it." Her stomach had started to fill out just slightly, enough where she couldn't fit into her normal dresses, but not enough where she looked pregnant. Skwisgaar the elder had been enjoying the fact that her breasts had gotten substantially larger, but they were really the only giveaway that she was almost done with her first trimester.
"I wish I knew how to cook. I can light things on fire once they're dead, but that's not really the same thing at all." Though it had come in handy in her past more times than she could count.