"No strawberries." He nodded. He hasn't thought any of this through, he's not exactly the best cook in the world. He could pull something off with time and practice but this sort of last minute decision was impulsive to say the least.

Still he would do this and more for her. She deserved the world, she deserved to be taken somewhere peaceful and given food, if she hadn't rested or eaten for four hours.

"What's your favourite food?"