"I don't understand it, either," Gen admitted, leaning over to press a gentle kiss to his temple. "I truly don't. And I'm not- I don't think you should leave the job. We'll just have to be careful about who's gotten into our meals and things here. I know that we can trust Cook, and I can make sure to have meals packed for you to bring as well..." She sighed softly, shaking her head. "I don't know, love."