"Better you than me," he said with a shrug as he turned back to what he was working on in the kitchen. If she came in to talk, however, she might see that not only was the dining room already set out for their meal, but that he'd added two candles as well. There were no flowers, nothing outwardly ostentatious, and yet it was obvious he'd made an effort for tonight.

On the edge of the breakfast counter, there was a sketchbook which was open to a couple of sketches of random objects around the house, one of them including a few pieces from her lab. It was... remarkably good.