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Rosalie smiled back at him, judging by his reaction, he didn't mind at all which was a relief to her. She fixed at the bird shaped hair grip that was in her hair as she thought about his question, pausing, she giggled silently "Well, what's on the menu?" She joked as she clasped he hands behind her back. She didn't mind what he cooked really, variety wise she wasn't a fussy eater and her stomach was getting a bit too hungry to care what type of food she ate. "Or, you know, surprise me" she shrugged lightly another, smaller smile forming on her face.Kane smiles at her, beaming brightly. He laughs slightly as he hears her worry about the effort it would take him, as he thinks about what he could cook her. As he thinks, he looks at Rosalie still wearing his warm smile. “What would you like me to cook?” Kane says, as he rests his hand on the hilt of his sword. He found it somewhat endearing that Rosalie thought a simple breakfast would be so much a bother to him – but in all truth he didn’t mind cooking for her. She was his friend, after all.
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