Haru hasn't asked, or scolded, or even prodded Sans about the way he's hung out perpetually on the couch since the charity event. She'd seen enough to just be grateful he's not curled up in his bed unmoving.

She raises her eyebrow at his question. "Hmm, not sure. I've never really gardened before." Then she gets a bit of a devious look. "I have been told I make some mean baked goods, and there's a few recipes I've been tempted to try medicating....mac n' cheese too if you'd rather something savory."

Generally Haru is all for being kind and treating her bandmates, but the past couple of days she's had an itch under her skin, and a need to take care of them even more. If she can do these little things for Sans, and curl up on the couch to share them with him, she thinks it would be good for her, too.