Piritta nodded her head, not doubting his words for a second. She already felt she could rely on Cyril, no matter how short of time they knew each other. She somehow knew him. With his hand over hers, she felt her heart flutter a second, wanting to feel even closer to him. She really must be a storm because she wanted to charge even farther forward. He pulled her back down though. "You should do that. I can clean up the dishes if you'd like since I'm a bit of an unexpected guest," she added with a chuckle. Cleaning up only felt natural, though perhaps because it was for him.