He's got nothing but time, really. And the hours are spent honing himself to be useful, either by training or by listening to what his dragon wants to teach him about medicinal herbs. This is just another form of being useful, isn't it? More direct, more in-line with the service drilled into him from a young age. Maybe he's even looking forward to it a little.

"My schedule is not so busy that a lady in need of someone to ensure she does not overtax herself with her stubbornness cannot be attended to. I have some experience in the matter; it ought to be put to use." He's already walking to a window to look out over the garden to see the state it's in.

"As for mutton, I will see what I can find. I have a very dear friend who is an excellent cook, and I'm sure I can convince him to prep a few extra meals." Of course, he wouldn't ask Ignis without properly offering to repay the favor, but he'll think of that later, or perhaps leave it to the other man to decide. Either way, he doubts he'll mind.