Her lips purse and open again once in surprise, then Oriko closes her eyes and smiles.

"There may be something else to eat, if sweets aren't satisfying enough. I see no reason to keep you for too long."

Diplomacy. Oriko lays the short stack of dishes out for them with as little attention paid as possible. When she looks at Nitoh again, she is already considering other thoughts, other ideas. How interesting.

"I may have company from time to time while we sort this arrangement out. I keep mostly to my own space, but I did live alone for some time. I apologize if I forget. I can cook and clean if necessary, but I can't hope to cover every meal."