[ Oh, that's what he meant, huh. Shinjiro finds his eyebrow quirking, if only because...well, it's a bit of a first. Not many people offer anything in exchange; usually, it's subtle hints or outright asking. Sometimes they'll help out, but seriously, he's used to these greedy bastards. ]

So, what. Offering to swap chores for me cooking, is what you're saying.

[ Not a bad deal, he supposes. Not that he minds things like cleaning here and there, but it's not his favorite.

His stride doesn't slow as he thinks, but eventually he shrugs. ]

Why not. If somethin' ever pops up, I'll think about it.