[Damnit. Damnit damnit damnit. He can't play humble now and if he refuses because he's 'lazy' Zelda will just beg or Mithos will be annoyed. The fact that the other Seraph acknowledged his cooking skills at all likely means he wants the Chosen to make something. Or if the smirk is any indication, it means he wants Zelos to wait on him. Figures. It's all about power, isn't it. Power over the situation, power over people, power over him in particular. Megalomaniacal prick.

Of course all this just goes on in his head. Outwardly, Zelos adopts a smug grin.]

Well I guess I can whip something up! I don't blame you for wanting to sample my perfect cuisine. [He heaves an exaggeratedly affected sigh.] It's such a burden being this amazing~

[He sweeps into the kitchen theatrically and starts getting things together to make some savory crepes, listening to every word that comes wafting in from the dining room with every ounce of attention he can spare.]