If Sabrina was so determined, at the age of eighteen, to believe she'd end up old and alone - then Killian supposed there wasn't anything he could do to convince her otherwise if she wanted to dwell on it. Seemed like a foolish choice to him, especially here when they had bigger things to worry about here at the hotel, but he wasn't her. Hopefully she'd feel better later, after moping about it or whatever she wanted to do. Get it out of the system.
"I think I can handle assembly," he said, blue gaze flicking toward the boxes and then back to the cooled cookies. "I'll just put some together, enough to help fill the boxes?"
Sandwiches weren't complicated. Even if these were 'sammiches' or something similar.