<span style="font-style: italic">Myxi giggles and just smiles. Happy she hadn't gotten upset at Luka. She knew Luka was much braver and willing to take risks than she was. Her eyes widened and giggled a bit. She and Luka would be hungry enough. It was just a matter of how many they could eat. Not whether or not they could eat. They ate much more than their daddy. She knew her daddy was trying to eat more. That he was trying to eat healthier. That he was trying to get back to normal body weight for a man his age and body height. It was going to take her daddy time to get all better physically. Maybe if they get him better physically he might be able to start getting better in general. She smiles happily at that thought. She continued to watch Sable cooking.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Luka noticed the tiny bit of batter on his sisters nose. He blatantly licks it off. Giggling in bubbly laughter at his sister's reaction. "You missed a spot." he says. Saying it like his actions made perfect sense and were self explainitory. He looks at Sable. Judging whether or not she was upset. Seeing she was still smiling he laughed and grinned. "Otay." He says. Grinning like an impish young child. He was the more mischieveous one of the twins. He heard his daddy and was happy. Climbing into a chair after helping Myxi up into her chair. Sitting right next to his sister. Unintentionally leaving the only two open chairs with his daddy and Sable being near each other instead of across from each other. He just wanted to be close to his sister this morning. He started singing random tid bits of songs in an off key voice. Laughing at his own singing. Then digs into a pancake after drowning it in syrup. Helping his sister drown hers in syrup too.</span><br/><br/>Jason stood there and smelled her cooking. Wishing he could see her cooking. Wishing he could see in general. He had a feeling when he was little he could see at least to some extent. He bit his lower lip. He heard her say of course and a surprised look crossed his features. Sure it had been the same thing for almost a week but...it felt too good to be true. It felt odd to be able to eat all the time. To not have to beg for food. To not have to plead or sneak food. He had to do that for so long he wasn't sure how to take this change of events. He just hoped it wasn't all a dream. That he wasn't going to wake up one morning and not be able to have food. That he would have been dreaming about this change of events in his life. He was asked what he wanted to drink. "Coffee...please. Lots of creamer and sugar...if I can have it that way. Otherwise I'll drink it however you say I have to." His voice trembling but filled with hope. Hope that he could have it the way he wanted.<br/><br/>It was obvious if he was told no it would crush him. He was trying hard to please Sable. Trying hard to be good so she wouldn't get angry with him. He was afraid if he made her mad he would be punished. Not because he thought she was that type of person but because that is really all he could remember happening when he made someone mad. He shakes his head to clear his line of thinking. Looking without seeing. He hadn't been able to find his blindfold so his bright copper eyes were clearly able to be seen. He wanted to believe Sable was different but he was afraid he would wake up and it wouldn't have been real. He was scared to believe she meant what she said. He was so used to being told everything about what he was to do. He was relaxing a teensy bit at a time with her slowly showing him there was good in women.