Death popped in, pretty much like she usually did. Used to do. Whichever. She was feeling less cranky and more normal finally. She wasn't back to normal, but she was getting there. Sometimes being forever ok old sucked.
"Homemade, even better." She mused as she leaned on the counter. It had been awhile but in reality he'd broken her trust and that took time to reforge. She didn't fully trust him but she mostly didn't hold it against him as much anymore.