As hard as Morgan would come after him, she tried to soothe anything that hurt him. He wondered if it was her infatuation with him that didn't want to see him in pain, or if it was more like she wanted to possess him.
"Thank you," he said softly. He shouldn't rile her, it would only make this more complicated.
"How did you know I was here?" he finally asked after a long bit of silence. He still hadn't eaten, but he picked up the fork and put a bite of pasta on the end. If he choked to death on it, he supposed she'd just find him again either way, so he put it to his mouth and peeled it from the tongs with his teeth.