For the most part, the cottage itself is bare. Aside from furniture and necessities, there weren't any distinguishable fixtures which made James think that perhaps this place was dreamed up along with the evil woman. She wasn't a real person, which means, she had no need for personal belongings. There wasn't even any clothes in the closets or the small dresser he finds. It's just empty.

On the other hand, near the back of the place, he does find what appears to be a utility closet. Has a broom and mop that sort of thing. A pair of old gloves and a shelf full of jars with things floating inside that James doesn't want to look too closely at, as some of them appear to be moving about and watching him. On the ground, he finds one long knife. Not quite a sword, but something to cut back foliage. Probably when the woman used to trek through the woods. He finds a couple of shoulder bags too which may come in handy.

After he's collected what he needs, he heads back into the front where Moira is fretting through the kitchen. It smells like onions and eggs. "Found this---" he drops the knife on the counter. He observes what she's doing near the stove for a second. He's never really imagined Moira doing normal things. "So you cook..."