Fresh Air

"I'm not sure what I have, actually..."
The fridge was sparce. There was the milk and eggs he had out, as well as a loaf of bread, cheese, butter, a few cans of soda, half a bottle of rum... You know, the basics. He didn't have bacon in the freezer. He did have toaster waffles though. Making them fresh was better though. In the cabinets, she would find a few different snacks, a few cups and dishes, and a surprisingly vast amount of spices and made from scratch type ingredients. Eventually, she would find a bag of potatoes along with some white rice.

Laetus shrugged and began pouring the mix onto the iron.
"Well, I don't usually have anyone here really. I usually either eat something while I'm out or pick things up as I need them..." He closed the iron and flipped it. "Is that weird?"

Laetus flipped the waffle maker and popped the waffle out, putting it on a plate before starting the next.
"I think I have a cooker around here somewhere..." He looked around. "If not, there should be a pan in the dish washer."
If she just went for the dishwasher, it would be mostly empty, save for the pan, one other pan, some silverware and a spatula.

"Huh?" He asked as he poured another waffle. The stack was getting up there already. How many did he plan to make?
"Well, I'm a fairy.... You're human, right? ....Or are shapeshifters their own species?" He questioned, thinking about it.

"Well I--" His thought was cut short when she yelped. He rushed over to her, grabbing some paper towels as he did.
"Cherry-chan?! What happened?!" He asked, seeming to panic for a moment before composing himself and trying to get her to give him her hand. "Let me help."