He kept eating, watching her stroke her daughter's cheek and the baby sucking on her fist, smiling at this image.<span style="font-style: italic">Babies are adorable...</span>He looked up at the mother's smile.<span style="font-style: italic">I think I made a wise decision... I hope... She seems well enough... She seems to be a fantastic mother... Wish I had one of those...</span>He continued eating his food, working his way around to trying the salsa with some bites of his quesidilla.<span style="font-style: italic">Absolutely delicious...</span>He looked up as she spoke to him and laughed a bit, "Not when I'm used to this rugged lifestyle." He watched her console Niya as she started crying, settling her back down to sucking on her fist again.<br/><br/>"I don't think you know how good it is to realize how great company can be. I appreciate your cooking around here. Much better than mine." He took another bite, "Anything I cook is usually well done." He smirked at the truth behind this.<span style="font-style: italic">She just seems to emit light... I damn near can't keep my eyes off of her...</span>He fought to focus as he took the last few bites of his food. "He doesn't sound very great. I can see why you'd run, from what you've told me." He looked into her eyes, "Just remember, you don't have to tell me anything you don't want to." He got up and took his plate to the sink, starting to wash it and looking around the kitchen closer. Completely floored, he spoke out, "Did you clean everything after I left? I don't think I've ever seen it this clean."<span style="font-style: italic">My god... She went above and beyond what I thought she'd do... I've never cleaned the ENTIRE kitchen before...</span>