[ It's an unconscious thing, but his smile softens when Belth draws attention to the ribbon again. He really is glad he likes it, that he wasn't being presumptuous to get it for him...

Ah. Chores. Well, truthfully, he actually doesn't mind doing chores and helping out a bit. Hell, he actually even keeps his room relatively neat in general. But, it's more fun to pretend otherwise. ]

Ehhh, I'd love to help, but! I've got a guitar to play, and probably some other people that need botherin'. So sorry.

[ He stands, finally, casually rolling his shoulders before heading for the door. ]

But if you do need help in the kitchen or somethin'? You know where to find me, yeah?