"That's true.." he begins then realizes that might come off as rude. "W-well, not that kissing you is bad but, it might be dangerous to do it so much and you get the idea right?"

Awkward silence. Bird squawk. Okay then going on. He picks up the eagle as it settles on his shoulder, then brings Minato into one of the large room of, well, what looks like a fancy Greek manor. Fitting, for the king of the gods.

The kitchen is much more cozy compared to the other rooms. Wooden tables are aligned on both sides, filled with bowls and ceramics. He kneels to open a door on the ground, as vapour rises up from the cold ice, bringing out a ceramic container that contains the broth.

"Do you want something more than just the broth? Hot or cold?"