[ Maomao doesn't look up, instead opening a cupboard and rummaging around for ingredients she can use. She's getting used to the different food served here, but she's still set in her cooking ways. She'll just have to make do with whatever she can find. ]

I'm sure you are. You were managing quite a lot more than just your young master, after all.

[ Her tone is as cool and neutral as ever. Once she's gathered what she needs from the cupboards, she takes a couple of small packets from her pocket and sets them on the counter before putting on some water to boil. All this time, her eyes are on her task, not Jamil. ]

But it's not as though you can go back to how you were doing things before. I wonder how you'll manage now.