"I’m open to anything," he replied with a shake of his head and another smile. "I’m sure whatever you make will be delicious." He was feeling more fully at ease now that he was completely clothed—nothing against Brent, of course, it was just his own problems that he had to deal with.
While he did miss seeing The Teaseller half naked on his counter, he didn’t make mention of it. He still didn’t take off his own shirt in the middle of their “fun”, so he didn’t deserve to ask. Both of them still had their own things to work through. “Alright then.” Flashing a small smile, he pulled out the package of chicken from the fridge and a small bunch of asparagus.