[ Oh. Did that come out of her? Those words? She looks a shade sheepish for a moment or two before she just gives up, shrugging her shoulders with a fade in her smile. ] Of course I have. All the time, but -- I knew better. Y'know? [ And then he says that. And her heart melts. ] ... I know.

[ Let's pretend she has the stuff with her she said she'd get. She went to the butcher. So she pulls out a big brown bag full of sacks of blood and hands it to him. ] Here. You should probably actually eat before we get into the heavy.