[This was seriously the saddest thing that she'd ever heard and seen. Frowning as he put the spoon back down, she moved back to sit in another chair, thinking that perhaps it was because of her.]

You don't have to do that anymore. I promise...as long as you're here, no more trashcans.

And...I wouldn't poison you.

[It hurt that he seemed to be checking to make sure she wasn't trying to kill him. She knew where he was coming though. You don't just take food from people that you feel threatened by.]