"I've had some things, but nothing too solid yet," Angeal admits. He's been... preoccupied. By Genesis. And harassing people over the network. "But flour and eggs, huh? Not one to use premade stuff?" Really the only sort of stuff that he could get, back in Midgar... And it is good news that he still has some of that, although he has to admit his sources are running low on there. Feeding so many people in one house hasn't been easy.

But flour and eggs? "I have plenty of those, at any rate, thanks to some of the local fowl and taking up work at a bakery." Angeal gestures for him to follow along with him back to the house, and Bahamutt sticks close to his side now that sufficient attention has been given.

"You do red or white sauces?"