[He'd known she was nearby - his Sense made that clear - but he hadn't been sure she'd stop in the kitchen until the door opens and she enters, and he offers her a smile.]

To be honest, I'd been planning on just giving them out to people - a lot of people seemed upset over the news about the tethers, and I thought they'd like something nice. Plus, Thanatos wasn't... [How does he phrase this?] ...feeling well the last time I made poppyseed muffins, and I wanted him to be able to try them now that he's doing better. But then the train gave us voting options, and one of them was more space in the garden car, and I wanted to make sure we got it, so... [He trails off and shrugs. Trading food for labor or services is a legitimate form of compensation in his world, and this is close enough, right?]

[He gestures to the counter, where he'd been in the process of organizing the remaining muffins so he could wash the emptied tins and plates.]

There's plenty left if you'd like one.