After his shower Ethan comes downstairs in his jeans without a shirt still drying his hair with a towel, "wow that felt amazing, who knew somethin as simple as a hot shower could be such a treat...." his though process ended abruptly as he smelt something cooking, "is that.... fresh meat?" His mouth was already watering and it was only made worse when he saw the glass of whiskey sitting on the table, "whiskey.... fresh cooked meal.... are you.... an angel?" He was stunned he didn't think he would ever feel like he did right now ever again, also for the first time in his life a woman was taking care of him and he had to admit he was jealous of those who got to live the married life. "How can I repay your kindness lass? Truly there must be something I can do?" He was actually starting to feel kind of bad, like he was taking advantage of Eliza's generosity.<br/><br/>Ethan had no idea that this food was against the town rules, he knew very little about where he was but he knew what he considered important. These people could be trusted, Grace was a great leader and deserves all the help she can get, Henry and Samael were a bit stand offish but perhaps he could get to know them better on the upcoming supply run. Then there was Eliza, a girl who Ethan was convinced he dream't up and somehow she come to life. In an attempt to be helpful he entered the kitchen to get plates and silver ware to set the table for two people, he felt like this was strangely romantic in a way as he'd not been on anything resembling a date since the first infected was reported. When everything was set he simply put a shirt on and sat down waiting for Eliza to join him.