Cora leaned against the counter and watched Chuck. "Thanks," she said, flashing him a small smile. This was a rare thing for her. Smiling and helping somebody out. But Chuck being so young made her remember when she was young and had nobody after the fire. If it hadn't been for the pack who found her, she probably would have died. So, why not help? "A little advice, next time use less butter in the pan. That way the bread won't get so soggy. Unless that's how you prefer it."