“We wouldn’t be surprised if I am,” he responded, looking up to her and offering a grin. Elsa had always been gorgeous, but there was so much to be said about confidence. As time had passed, she’d really come into her own where that was concerned, and Jack thought she was the most beautiful creature he’d ever laid eyes on. He’d have argued that point until he was blue in the face, truly. “I’ve certainly been doing all of the feeding lately. I really need to get on teaching you to fly so you can be in charge of the take out,” he teased. Making meals for him was a result of his life experiences as well. Namely, it was a carryover from finally having someone to cook for.
He smiled at the kiss, returning to cutting vegetables. They’d had to go with actual appliances for heating food, which meant constantly using a bit of ice to keep everything around the heat source from melting. It served its purpose quite well. “Less snow today, more cool breezes. I spent a little time in Australia.” He looked over to her, noticing the sweater and the way she drew it close. “Are you cold?”