"I don't even remember how long it has been since I have showered, or even had a home cooked meal. Thank you for such wonderful hospitality, I promise one day to repay you." His words made her pause for a moment as she was chopping up the potatoes. She looked down at her hands which were scarred up from her battles and poor medical care. So she was good with being hospitable... it was kind of a funny thought when she had been told she was nothing more then a weapon.. barely even a human. She clicked her tongue once in irritation and tossed the corn into the pot of water along with lots of sugar, "Screw them. I'm alive aren't I...."<br/><br/><object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qM0zINtulhM"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/qM0zINtulhM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object><br/><br/>She sighed as she began to cut up the meat, some fresh herbs, and added salt and pepper. She had some grease left over from some bacon she had had a week ago which she used a little to fry up the potatoes and meat. She had heard the water turn on in the bathroom and even though she would not admit it she had glanced at him when he had walked out of his temporary room with only a towel on. She had noticed a scar on his forearm, a cross tattoo on his chest, and remembered the scar on his face. He had wounds from battles as well but not so extensive as her own.<br/><br/>She looked down at her arm that was riddled with scars all because she had a habit of protecting her body with her arms... meaning she may thrust her arm into a zombies mouth and then shoot it in the head more easily. The scar across her knuckles was from shoving her gun into a zombies mouth and pulling the trigger. The shot had made the things mouth clamp down harder and tear at the delicate skin there. She had also noticed him looking over the weapons she had and his eyes had glanced over the AZE burn on her arm. There had been recognition in his eyes which meant he may know what she was now.<br/><br/>Her hand ghosted over the mark about the same time Saint had walked back into the living room. Since there was no divider, other then carpet, from the three designated areas. He was able to see her easily as she took out two plates, two glass cups, and silverware. She placed those on the small space next to her stove and piled it with food. She had a little bit more then he did but she said nothing of it and expected him to not either since the food to an military personnel... No to any one person right now would be considered a feast.<br/><br/>She remained silent as she placed the food and silverware on the table. She took out some soft bread and cut it up, placed it on the table, and placed gravy on the table as well. She had cooked up some deer meat that fell apart easily when cut into and was juicy and perfect to her. She had found that she really liked cooking and would miss it when she left this town. There was then a knock at the door which made her sigh.. IF she ever left this town.<br/><br/>She walked to the door but stood to the side and flipped up a small mirror on the wall. When she did that one was easily able to see anyone standing on the front porch from a reflected mirror she had designed. It allowed her to stay away from the door in case anyone tried to shoot her through the door. She relaxed though when she saw it was Kathy, the woman who had just had a son, and so she opened the door with a warm smile, "Hello Kathy. How's William doing?" The woman looked a little tired but she still smiled, "Hello to you too Heather and Will is okay but..."<br/>"But?" She stepped to the side and let the woman in but she stopped in mid step when she saw Saint, "Oh.." Her hand fluttered to her lips lightly and she looked embarrassed, "I did not realize you had a guest."<br/>Love smiled and waved Kathy in anyway, "Don't worry about it. He wont mind at all." After Kathy was fully in the house and the door was closed she looked to Love, "Well Will seems to have a little cough and I know it may be nothing but I am worried about him." The worry was clear on the woman's face and her eyes had started to tear up. Love smiled kindly and nodded, "I'm sure it is nothing as well but I will give you something for him anyway." She walked away for a moment and went into the pantry for a couple of seconds. She walked out holding a small glass container that held dried herbs inside, "Here. Heat this on the stove with some breast milk, strain it, and feed it to him. Okay?" A few tears fell down Kathy's cheeks as she clutched the container to her chest, "Thank you Love." The woman quickly hugged Love which surprised her so much that it could be seen on her face. Her hand raised lightly to pat the woman awkwardly on the shoulder.<br/><br/>Kathy pulled away and opened the door, "You are a very kind person Love. I hope that never changes." Before she closed the door she turned around, "Oh! And don't be a stranger when you are in town. Stop by and have some pie or just come and chat." By the time Kathy had pulled away Love had regained her composure and had nodded waving good bye. When the door was finally shut she sighed and glanced at Saint, "Well lets eat before the food gets even more cold." She took out butter from the fridge and reached for the milk but turned to look at Saint, "What do you want to drink? I have milk or fresh water.."