You started dating a guy from the woods—well, he was kind of wild, which makes sense if you're one of his few "human" acquaintances even though he is one. He loves to cling to you and basically invited himself to move into your house! Sometimes when you tell him no and he makes those faces, he looks like a sad puppy and you end up forgiving/accepting him. Today was not one of those expressions. Today it was your turn to cook and Alan kept staring while trying to pull half-cooked food away to taste, until you hit him with the ladle. Guest: Alan, stop—I'm cooking. Alan: but doe-eyes, I need to try your food, it's always so good~