“Not an angel. You can get food at home as long as it’s checked, within reason.” Eliza explained. “And since I was with the hunting party that caught this, I was allowed to take a bit for myself.” She added, looking up and pausing when she realized he was shirtless. What was with guys and flashing people? She’d never understood that.<br/><br/>“You can avoid dying. It’s really inconvenient when people die, and Grace seems to like you.” She suggested, bringing the bottle of whiskey to the table and setting it down so he could get a refill. One glass would probably be enough to dull her mind, she hadn’t had liquor in years. She wasn’t trying to push herself or make any stupid decisions with the man at the table.<br/><br/>“Eat up. You need to get reaccustomed to eating multiple times a day, starving yourself doesn’t fly here. That falls under the no dying rule.” She said, sitting down across from him. “So tell me about yourself, Ethan. You were in the military, I got that, but what about family? Siblings? Wife? Kids?” She asked curiously. Everyone in town was so open about their past tragedies, even Henry told her about the people he’d lost, it was still so odd to her.