[He's walking in the indicated direction now. That she hasn't tried to slap him for picking her up like this kind of makes him worry. Usually, if he touches her, it's cause for clothes-burning.]

Just so we're clear, I'm not helping you. I'm using you. You're the only one in that house who knows how to cook anything that isn't eggs or takoyaki.

[He is, however, smiling ever-so-slightly as he says that. He may have just made a joke of some sort. Surely that is another sign this is the end times.]