<div style="text-align: justify;">Alexia was still concerned about Alistair, but she stored her thoughts for later on. It was not like Alistair would want to open up in front of everyone - or at all. But still, Alexia considered that there was a better chance to get Alistair talking if they could have a conversation in private. <br/><br/>Having that decision made, and feeling really hungry, Alexia decided to focus on eating and enjoying breakfast with the family before concerning herself with any worries or problems. For now, Alexia’s only concern was to make sure that everyone had enough to eat and was enjoying the meal. <br/><br/>Looking at dad’s plate, Alexia shook her head. She didn’t understand why he would not take a few minutes for a warm and delicious meal before leaving. But then again, dad had always done his own thing. “I wish he would have stayed in and had a bite with us”, she replied to her mother’s comment. “But you know that. His head was probably somewhere in Ancient Rome”, she joked in a loving intonation. <br/><br/>Seeing mother clasp her hands for prayer, Alexia did the same. Just like Rose, she wasn’t particularly religious, but had a healthy dose of faith in a higher being, and believed that being grateful was never too much. Once she was done, Alexia finally dug in and sighed. It tasted just great, as usual. <br/><br/>“Thanks, mom”, Alexia replied when Rose said the food was good. It was always nice to please either of her parents, after all. At her mother’s comment on eggs being good for pregnant women, Alexia nodded. It did make sense. “I think it does make sense. Not to mention our eggs are delicious”, she replied with a soft smile, digging back in. <br/><br/>Turning her attention to Thomas, Alexia couldn’t help but laugh and ruffle her son’s hair. He was just so cute eating like that. She was happy that her son was not a picky eater and had a healthy appetite, as it made feeding him that much easier. She could only hope the new baby would be just as easy-going. <br/><br/>When Thomas said he wondered whether the baby would be a brother or a sister, Alexia smiled. “What would you prefer?”, she asked, really curious. She didn’t worry about her son not liking the baby either way. It was just really pure curiosity. <br/><br/>The mention of the planned picnic made Alexia look outside through an open window. The day was really sunny, and she could see that it was the perfect weather for some outside fun times. And this time, since dad was out, mom would be a part of the group as well. It would be really nice. Watching her son lean closer to his father, Alexia sighed happily. The day couldn’t get much better than that.<br/><br/>Conor’s words about her eating from his plate made Alexia laugh. “I think I can live with you licking my fingers. But not in front of mom”, she joked. After this joke, Alexia focused on her food and finished her plate. She noticed that Alistair had not cleared his, but she was used to him not eating too much, so she didn’t seem at all upset when she asked him a question. “I hope you have liked yours, Ali?”, she inquired gently, turning to her son after a break. “Can you refill my glass, baby?”, she requested in the kind intonation she always used with Thomas.</div>