Greta catches the vaguely baffled look Rush sends her way, but chooses to ignore it - and is rewarded a few moments later when they both start drinking. It's already been a long, stressful day, and it won't be improved by either of them neglecting themselves on the basic sustenance front. She's a bit more worried about Iman than Rush. Her friend, she fears, might not have the heart to eat, but she's beginning to suspect that Rush will put away whatever's put in front of him, as if he just forgets food and drink are things worth having until they're set right under his nose. Ridiculous man.

Rush's comment catches her as she's in the act of sliding the bread pan into the oven, and she raises an eyebrow. Does this mean he's cluttered up her table for no reason? Or was it merely for show, a demonstration of his willingness to help? That seems an odd choice for someone as deliberate as he is.

"Well, neither of you are doing anything exciting until you've eaten something," she says as she fetches a few apples out of the fridge and begins to slice them. "And if you're not going to be using those," she pauses to waggle her knife at the tools spread across the table, "you can clear them away, or at least make a little room."