Aegon held no disdain for those who were kind. Even the kind were worthy of his attention. They could be spontaneous, unexpected, and surprising. He found himself paying attention to them the most, especially since they could do more with their actions than violence. After all, they were the ones who could admire a man like him without thinking of the power and dastardly deeds that proceeded him.

Even so, their worth ended there. When it came to life, they were always the ones to die young or for a cause. He found it almost, in a sick sense, beautiful. For what it's worth, they spent their limited time doing what was best. The horseman admired that. Perhaps the other Pittians did not agree with him. That was okay though. Eventually, they were all to fall. One only did it with more courage than the other.

At the call of she, he could only think of these things. She was planning to prepare a meal for many that she did not know. Aegon, pleased at the idea of a hearty meal and watching what could come of the event, headed over to her. Upon arriving, he offered a dip of his head. The lion was not a many of many words, but offered something as food for thought. "Well, I don't see anything prepared yet. Perhaps I could offer a hand?" he volunteered. "I have years of experience on my paws." Name a recipe and he could most likely make it. Even so, he travelled for a reason and that was to find new things. Perhaps she could provide something new?

His gaze peered into her home. He could not see any ingredients yet, but Aegon assumed she had something. Perhaps not as mighty as an elephant's chest, but something delectable. Rather than dwelling on it, he turned his head back to her and let it crane to the side, awaiting more information.