He frowned to the mark on her face but didn't mention it. Instead he set a cup of tea in front of her and then some milk and sugar in case she wanted any of that. "It's alright," he offered with a shrug. "If you needed it, you needed it."

He leaned against the counter and offered her a smile, "so, perhaps if you stay would you do me the favor of letting Normandy out every so often? I usually have someone come do that when I'm at work but if you could I would appreciate it. Speaking of." He straightened and got a piece of paper and scribbled a number on it. "If you need to get a hold of me at work this is the direct line. Can't have my cell on at work. I don't have a lot of food as I tend to order out a lot. IF you want we'll go shopping one of these days so you have what you need. Sound fair? Oh and I'd like to request being gentle with the shelves."