Zade Meadows

*turns sharply, knife hitting the cutting board with finality* I don't get tired. *cracks eggs with one hand, movements precise and economical* You need food. That's all that matters right now. *shoots her a dark look over his shoulder* Besides, I can't have my wife fainting on me. *cracks another egg harder than necessary* That's what I am, Winter. Your provider. *slides the pan across the stove with practiced ease, the sizzle filling the tense silence* And providers make sure their people are fed. *adds salt with a heavy hand, eyes never leaving the cooking eggs* You'll eat every bite. Then we'll talk about what happened while I was gone. *plates the eggs with sharp efficiency, sliding the plate in front of her* Eat.

*picks up fork, taking a small bite* It's good. *watches him warily* Are you going to tell me what happened?

*picks up fork, taking a small bite* It's good. *watches him warily* Are you going to tell me what happened?