Owain glanced up attentively at Fuu's call as he entered their house; he was still getting used to being called Sir Owain, and he couldn't help but grin each time he heard it. Grin, and do his utmost to live up to the title and all the chivalrous implications it carried, which meant that even if she wanted him to help clean up or cook or something, he was honour-bound to do so.

...Curse her cleverness.

Not that he minded in the least. "Indeed," he answered with a smile, "I am at my lady's beck and call! Speak, friend! What aid can I offer you this day?"