Grinning up at him, Stacey said, "You are my favorite person in the entire universe." She'd missed not only the food, but Zacharias' quiet, uncomplicated company, so different from the constant chaos that had been her abuela's house. For the first time in what felt like forever, she felt like she could actually breath without the action either disturbing someone or being questioned about what she was doing. It was nice to not be so stifled anymore.
"Well, originally I only took like two weeks worth of things, and then we wound up being there a lot longer than that - obviously - and Abuela kept giving me things to bring home with me," she answered, shaking her head slightly. "And no matter how many times I told her I didn't need any of it, she would insist and pull the 'I might be dead before you come back again' so I couldn't tell her no." Stacey sighed and rolled her eyes, and then added, "Apparently she could not understand the concept of a 'flatmate' no matter how many ways my cousins or I translated it, and she was convinced that you're my boyfriend. And refused to believe otherwise. Sorry about that, though hopefully you never have to suffer through meeting her."