Lennon took the food and put it down next to Shark's open pen, not knowing for sure where it went but figuring she could get started with her breakfast. Or maybe that was brunch, given what time it was. "Here ya go," he said, then turned his head in time to see Felix heading out to put water in his rescued mug.
He stood and made his way to the door to lean in the doorframe, mildly surprised by how at home he felt here at the mill. It wasn't like he'd spent a ton of time over here yet. Still, it was cool.
"Lucky escape there," he said, eyeing Felix's foot before lifting his gaze to his face. "You could've broke the mug and your foot. Can't even get ice for it if you needed it. Y'all need an ice machine." It was inconvenient that they didn't have a kitchen here, but the mill had its own charms.