"At least let me help," he said softly, getting down to her level, grabbing a rag and mopping up the remnants of what he was supposed to eat for dinner but very glad not to have to, for he knew without a doubt that it was a blessing that it dropped. "It's alright. Ye keep me house tidy, and I'll bring ye home some vittles. How does that sound?" He was trying his best to soothe her, knowing she was stubborn.