Kuro chuckles at the limp angel in his arms as all the strength seems to drain out of him now that he no longer has to work to keep himself up. He's a little put out that his Little Mouse had no real reaction to the kiss, the disappointment feeding into his already abused sense of possessiveness, however he lets it pass with as much grace as he can muster. [i]'He really is truly innocent, I can not expect him to react to every little thing. He can pass of almost everything, short of pure nudity or direct kisses as just my little oddities without so much as a second thought. . .'[/i]

He can not help but grinning wide when he mentions being human. “You're not a human Little Mouse, just close to it.” He nods as he thinks about the food pyramid, the thing Aoba can not quite remember, and apparently, understand. [i]'He'll get in the habit of eating more the more he works. With his build, he shouldn't get too muscly, but he will definitely get more firm. . .'[/i] He checks carefully to make sure there are no humans around as he lands, a final glance around before dropping his shield. He follows along behind Aoba as he leads the way to the market, scooping up a shopping basket as they pass through the front doors. 

A soft sigh passes through his lips as the sudden chill of the air conditioner hits him and he takes a moment to enjoy the feeling. [i]'Ah, we really must get an AC unit one of these days. I can see my Little Mouse baking in the climes this part of the world can reach mid summer'[/i] He tilts his head from side to side, running over the pyramid and other things he's learned about healthy eating from his years of study and motions off towards one of the aisles. “For now, I can hunt for meat, since I'll be eating the most of it, so we need grains and veggies mostly, along with fruits, but I can get apples any time, so not as many fruits as the other things.”

He eyes the canned veggies warily. “Also, keep in mind, we'll have to carry all this back. On foot or in the air, it might get a little awkward, so let's just stick with some basics. No canned food for now.” Grabbing some bread and some bags of noodles and stuff to make sauce he drags Aoba off to the fresh vegetable and fruit section and motions for him to grab what he wants. [i]'Even if I don't have as much practice as I'd like, I'm sure I'm a fairly good cook. At the least, I know [b]how[/b] to cook all these things, but it may take some trial and error to get them just right'[/i] He goes over all the recipes he knows, wondering what to try for lunch. He begins humming softly, happily imagining what Aoba will think of his cooking. Luckily it's mostly adults in the market and he only has a few people paying him any attention, but he's sure that has more to do with how he's dressed than the hormones he's giving out.