Kakashi set to work, but turned his body slightly so that he could watch her rummaging. They sure had a lot of teas.. It had been some time since his tea cupboard had been stocked full (mostly due to Kakashi's reluctance to go grocery shopping, and his ineptitude at the art, even now) but even in the years his father was alive, he didn't think he'd ever seen a cupboard that full. There was something oddly comforting about the sight, though he couldn't explain what exactly.

When she held out the container he reached up to shift his mask down just enough to reveal his nose and gave a good sniff of the contents, and like a puppy recognising its master he looked up with an accidentally bright look.

"Yes! That's it!"

His scent memory was nigh-perfect, and to him there was nothing more comforting than a familiar smell.