Floor, table, floor, table—but the floor is kind of rude and not to mention it's not very hygienic and she's a goddess—

Ah. She hopped onto the chair. Oh that helped greatly and there was a look of relief—if also a little surprised—before he set her bowl of salad in front of her.

"I hope this works. ...Do you need dressing?"

A bit strange to ask, but. Well. This was a salad.