She gave him a wry smirk in return for the compliment on her jacket. She had not specifically had Derek in mind when she had plucked it from a hanger to buy, but it was warm and soft and tough like him, and she had thought of him when she put it on today.

His question was answered with a roll of her eyes and weak groan. It was hardly the first feast that she had attended. If she thought hard, she could remember times when she had eaten more. But she was just shy of being uncomfortably full and was happy with that.