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After a minute of being amazed at the man's appetite, she stood up, letting him enjoy the pancakes. She began to wash the dishes she'd been using to make the food. "Indeed." Her tone was rather dry at the last half of the statement, and she focused quite hard on the pan she was scrubbing, so that he wouldn't see the disgust that crossed her face at the idea of him not even being willing to wash one freaking bowl.

She managed to control her expression again, and she looked up, her brows lifted as he spoke. "Well, certainly I will keep that in mind. It's worth having multiple taste testers, in the end... Especially if some one has any experience with Korean food, and thus might have an idea of how it's supposed to taste." She didn't comment on the fact that Rhys had priority anyways, because she'd made a promise, nor on the fact that she'd be far more likely to go out of her way to invite Roswell then Lysander, in the long run.

"I... see." That comment about languages earned him a blank expression, the kind that said 'I am choosing to not let you see what I am thinking in anyway.' "I still would have preferred a chance to learn another language, especially Korean. On the rare occasions I was permitted to speak to Father's parents, it was a difficulty, as neither spoke very much English." She sighed, softly, reminded of all the things she had wanted to learn.

She glanced at him, as she put away the last of the dishes, and gave a half of a shrug. "I'm glad you liked them. Annnnd maybe. Maybe, but I am of the opinion that one should do the recipe right before experimenting on how to improve it." She made a slight face, and added "I'd have liked a chance to know more about this stuff, along with the language. But.. meh. It is what it is. Life sucks, then you die."

She tilted her head, listening quietly, keeping any judgmental opinions she might be having of him under as many wraps as she could, but she wondered inside if he knew how god damn lucky he was too have gotten to know them at all.

"Mayyyyyyyybe I will. Right now, I'm hoping Dr. Morris will take me under her wing. I never got the chance to pursue my education the way I wanted, and I have been told she knows the field I dreamed of going into."

"Grim, yes, but... realistic." There was quiet bitterness, not directed in anyway, and she just shrugged, and put the various ingredients away, feeling drained by this.

"What, exactly, would an equine degree be?" She asked, sounding utterly baffled, never having heard of such a thing. She got herself a glass of milk, and drank it, fairly fast, before moving back out of the cooking area, to gaze at him with a single, lifted eyebrow. "But is horses all that interested you, then?"

She listened, brows drawn together as he explained all of this. She'd had NO idea what all went into horse care, and running stables. Finally, she gave a "Huh." in a baffled tone. "Not the kind of thing I ever experienced. Closest I got to horses, back home, was seeing them in... yards? I guess? Of some of the wealthier families in town who indulged their kids in lessons, when walking to school." She was trying not to think about how her parents probably could have afforded one, if Dai had ever expressed interest. "Never had a chance to like... meet one up close, let alone ride or anything, so it's definitely outside my worldview."

She tilted her head, curiously. "World Religions? Generically, or anything specific? Again, something I only have limited experiences with. We had mostly Christian-variants in my tiny little shithole of a town, pardon my language, and I think a Sikh temple. Other then that, there were the Goth Teeny Boppers who claimed to be 'Pagan' but mostly just lit candles and prayed for stupid nonsense like the Quarterback to make an a** of himself in revenge for his mocking them, which from what little I could find in the library, didn't fit what they were claiming to be." At his question regarding sleep, she lifted her eyebrows high. "I'm pretty sure that's more of a way to escape reality past the point of 'meeting one's needs', but sleep IS nice, especially if your bed is comfortable, and you've got something or some one to snuggle."

"I always liked cats, myself. Never had a pet, though, of any kind. Closest to that was watching the squirrels in the yard." She gave a shrug, acting like it didn't bother her.

It did. It bothered her a lot. But she was pretty good at hiding her feelings, so she doubted he noticed. He seemed to be good at that.

"Oh. I wish I had more experience with that. I'm pretty sure that what I read on anything NOT Christian was mostly judgmental nonsense." The change in his tone caused her to frown just a little, and she added "I suppose I'll read more about these things if there's books on it here, especially the Older religions that most of the books talked down on. But I do know that all of those kids grew out of their claims to be pagans. I respect people who hold fast to their beliefs, as long as they don't force them on others, but treating religion as a fad or whatever those other kids were doing is just disrespectful." There, maybe that would fix whatever it was she'd said? She had no idea what offended him, but the rudest comment was about the gothbrats.

She looked surprised at him. "They didn't give you a bed? What the hell, man?" She sounded stunned. "And yeah, no I don't have a snuggle friend either. I don't feel comfortable enough with anyone here for that." She sighed and shrugged.

His comment on his bed earned a lifted brow, as she studied him thoughtfully. "Mmm yeah I'm guessing you'd need something custom to fit on it fully. Still, it's better then the ground. Sleeping on the ground sucks." She shrugged a little, and said "Mine's no worse then what I had at home, so I guess it doesn't bother me. But regarding your feet getting cold... I suggest fuzzy socks. If your blankets don't reach all the way, the socks should help."

She didn't like the man, but she couldn't seem to help herself. However, she was feeling drained, keeping up the politeness for so long. "I do hope Roswell enjoys the pajeon. I need to head off now, I have duties in the morning and I'm feeling quite tired all of a sudden. Do have a good evening, Lysander."