"You can take my grandmama's room, while I will take the guest room next to it. It only had two rooms upstairs." He suggested as they moved towards a beautifully well-kept living room.
"I'm good with whichever room." She was in no condition to demand anything from him. He already had been very accommodating to her needs.
"Are you hungry? I can whip something up in the kitchen. I know you barely ate anything today." He offered as he walked to the open kitchen on the other side of the room.
"I am not hungry." But the mention of food alerted her stomach that it was almost empty. She was not able to stop the growl it made that was slightly discernible with the human ears.
"I think your stomach begs to disagree." He pointed at the sound it just made. "Come on. I am hungry too. We can share a sandwich or something."
He beckoned her to follow him as he started to rummage on the fridge and the cupboards for the things he would need.
