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Zita frowned and seemed mildly annoyed by the comment. She couldn't stay mad though with William and sighed. "Yes please...If I make anything else I might set this place a flame..."she muttered gloomily. She lept off of a small stood that she had been using to reach the stove. Not only did she have a disadvantage in education, she had a disadvantage in height too. As Zita turned toward him, she noticed that the clothing she set out fitted him nicely. "I'm glad I found the right size. Those used to be my brothers, but I dought he'd fit in them by the time I find him," she said.

"I don't see anything embarrassing about it," Zita responded with a half smile. "Anything will do, as long as it's not burnt," she stated. In truth, she was trying to cook something for him. Seeing as that didn't go well, Zita allowed him to cook anything. She wondered if she could find out more this way about William. She wanted to know what bugged him, what he liked, and so on. But, she didn't want to pry answers out with tons of questions. Zita decided to watch his actions, and see those answers herself.

"Sounds good to me, "Zita answered with a faint smile. She turned away from him to clean up the pitiful attempt at cooking ramen. The noodles were charred, not at all edible. Taking the ruined food, she headed outside to dump into the trashcan. The smell wouldn't stay inside the house now, and there wasn't a need for the vent anymore. Once done, she headed back inside. She couldn't help thinking about getting two people to stay at her home when she was away to do her job at the corner cafe. Zita knew that William would be able to take care of himself, but she didn't like the thought of leaving him alone for so long. She couldn't just bring him to the cafe, that'd be wrong to do. For one, the cafe didn't accept slaves. And two, it would be a distraction.

"The country that celebrates with this food is Japan, although other areas, such as China, have carried that traditional food for other memorable occasions,"Zita explained. She smiled lightly as she watched William cook. She seemed to study everything he did. "It might not seem like it, but you're lucky...You have the knowledge to live independently...But I do not," she muttered. She couldn't help but envy him. He may not clean, but she's able to do that. She couldn't handle money well, food well, or anything mathematical. It was a huge set-back. William was the second person to take care of her. The person before died from illness.

"She taught you to cook then? Must've been nice...I hope that you can teach me sometime," Zita replied and gave a sympathetic smile in return. She nodded to his question and went over to set the table, which was very short. It could only be reached if you sat on the floor. Four mats surrounded the table and it was apparently the area someone was supposed to sit. Once finishing with the table wear, she sat down on the far corner. "If this is uncomfortable, I can find a chair for you," she offered.

"I don't know about winter, but it's eaten during special ordeals. That much I know. It's for birthdays, weddings, some holidays, and when girls have their...."She paused. She didn't want to have to explain the last part to a guy. Zita would though if he really wanted to know, but she didn't like to talk about subjects like that in the direct open. She peered up at him, "Er, when they have their cycle..?'' She hoped he understand that. It seemed like a harmful word in the sentence she used. Zita waited until he sat down before she went on eating. This was a habit from her old life style. Her family always waited for everyone to be at the table before eating. If she didn't wait, it was considered disrespectful and would miss the meal because of it.

(Sweet geez...I know too much about Japanese culture o.o )

(You know, I don't really live in Japan. I visit it since part of my family does live their. lol Sorry for the weirdness. xD)

"I was...actually...Though I appreciate you being here, I don't want to keep leaving you here on your own when I leave for work..." She replied with a slight frown. "I don't know who you'd get along best with, so I was thinking you could choose someone to be with you...If you don't mind that is," Zita explained with a faint, yet uncomfortable smile. It was just one weird subject after another. However, she needed to talk to William about the subject sooner or later. As she heard him, she could see the reaction of the word maid. She couldn't tell if he hated the word or liked it.

(Ay, that be true. smile )

Zita couldn't help but smile at the rather odd commentary. "They will have no questions as I will accompany you. As for your choosing, do as you wish but be careful who you pick. That person will be with you for a long, long time," she explained. "My, didn't think you'd be the flirting type..." she pointed out with a slight grin of her own. She didn't know why, but she was jealous. Ant she cuter then some neko? Of course, Zita would never say something like that. She looked up at her kitchen clock which was on the fridge. There was still plenty of time for dinner and a stroll to look about for another companion. "I wouldn't give you that task, if I didn't trust you. I hope that you won't take advantage of that," Zita murmured with a slight kiddish frown.