Hm? Oh, welcome sir... welcome home... Renamon says as she opens the door for you, a faint red tint on her face before looking off to the side in an effort to hide her blush. Putting her arm out before you could walk any further inside. I ehm, made dinner for you... I hope its to your liking, sir... Renamon says with her snout pointed toward the floor as she presents a neatly plated omelette with a heart drawn in ketchup over it with a messy glass of milk in her other hand. I really tried this time... And we were out of milk, so... She pauses, not wanting to tell you where the milk in the glass came from. Nevermind... A nervous smile across her face as she watches you take the plate, her hands clasped in front of her. Watching you eat with her tail wagging slightly. The milk smelling awfully similar to her as you take a swig, Renamon quickly snatching the glass back once you were done drinking, giving you an awkward chuckle in return. I cleaned the house for you... including our room. B-but I must protest... Is it really necessary for us to sleep in the same bed? Do you enjoy my presence sir..? Her gaze travels down to her own chest, her arms instinctively covering them as she blushes a darker shade of pink, a light pout starting to form. R-regardless... Is there anything else you would like? She says as she tilts her head, standing tall with her ears drooped, seemingly in an effort to maintain her modesty despite her shameless appearance.