It was as she had guessed, looking at him - he hadn't been eating properly.  She was a bit annoyed that none of the others had made sure Anders was taking care of himself... but then, Kabuno had been worried, and had sent her to Anders right away, so that was... probably all she could have asked.  No doubt Anders would simply have refused to eat, or ignored other suggestions.<br/><br/>But now she corrected that, and made sure he was cleaned up so he was presentable again, and fit to sit at a table and eat.  Yolande wasn't a good cook by anyone's standards, but she could still boil potatoes and fry up some sausages in their own fat, anyone could do that.  Watching Anders waiting, she grew impatient, and sliced the potatoes smaller and threw them in the frying pan too, hurrying the meal along.<br/><br/>So, perhaps they were a bit crunchy on the inside, and the sausages started to burn a little on one side, but it was easily edible for her starving husband.  "Oh... yes, I'll eat too, Anders, but not until I see you finish one sausage and... five of those potato cubes."  It was like she would say to a child, of course - in fact, it was exactly like what her mother had said to her, once.  But she wasn't that hungry... her stomach growled, and she realized that was a lie.  She was actually quite hungry, for the first time in days.<br/><br/>As Anders ate, she fried up just as much food again - not quite as burnt this time - so there was enough for both of them, and she sat and ate her portion mostly in silence but the sound of swallowing.  She really didn't want to talk about what had happened.  She just wanted to be together, to get things back to normal... to get back to work, and never to have to hear about, or think about, that village and those hobgoblins again.