She opened the care package and got the food out. "What would you like? I don't need any help, but thank you." She started preparing some tried up meat that looked okay. Hm, she was quite unhappy with the care package, but she supposed that it was what could be given out. It probably lasted long. Anyway, he was even cuter when he fumbled in the conversation.
Then he started talking about the glorious Dorothea.
"Who's Cadeyrn? She's married? Since when? An adopted daughter? Oh, so she's married and has a daughter instead of Brook the Slut who gets pregnant out of wedlock?" She took a deep breath and let him change the subject. Getting mad over Dorothea was not the way to endear herself to him.
"Yes, a soldier. I let myself trust him. I doubt that you could ever sink so low, Major." She smiled sweetly at him and turned back to working on the meal. "As for a doctor, I couldn't afford one anyway. My parents don't know I'm here, you see. They don't even know I'm pregnant, so I can't really get the money from them. I'm sure I'll work something out, though."
She put the makeshift meals on the little table left behind and sat down. "No, you aren't being rude. So, Dorothea is married? What is going on with her?"