As they say in some of the movies she's watched recently, bingo. A cultivator, and one with opinions. She doesn't relax further, but she does settle a little into herself, satisfied.

"That's right!" She'd seen enough experiments on-board to know that even if she was lying through her teeth about the washing machine, it definitely wasn't something she'd put past a few people. "It's really annoying, but at least our team has laundry this month. We won't mess it up."

He's included in that, even! If he's already doing chores, he'll definitely pull his weight. Her proud conclusion is slightly ruined by her messy folding job, but no one made all these guys grow so tall that she can't reach across to both sleeves of their shirts. That's on them.