"Hmm, well I could write from bed, I suppose. Wouldn't that be scandalous? I think I'll refrain from mentioning you being there with me when I write, however," she pointed out with a laugh and a playful smile in his direction.
She started eating then, watching to make sure he liked the food. She knew it was unusual, knowing how to cook, but he seemed to be an appreciative audience anyways. "Hmm. What is that, then?"