Echo closed her eyes briefly, feeling the attitude she had worked so hard to cultivate fading away. "Grape juice." She confirmed, nodding as she considered that this was among the nicest she had ever seen him act towards her. She glanced down at the food, picking up one of the english muffins and taking a bite. It was good, but it was missing something... still, she gave him a thumbs up and smiled. "Peanut butter and apples."
Reaching down for her bag, she pulled out a can of diced black olives, getting up to grab a can opener and a fork. She doused her breakfast in a liberal amount before glancing back up at Narcissus when she felt his hand graze hers. The momentary tingle was electric, reminding her of everything she had been missing. "For Bastian..."