[that has his brow furrowing a little. huh. he's definitely heard of those types of families before, and something about that particular attitude seems uncomfortably familiar to him, but he shakes that off quickly.]

Then if they're going to turn down the opportunity, no one can complain if I get to appreciate all of your cooking in their stead. [SO THERE, NAGUMO. he takes the bagged peaches into his arms, offering a fleeting smile.]

But I don't want you to feel like you need to cook for me, either. We can switch off or cook together, all right?