Jemma's face both brightened and relaxed when he appeared out of the bushes. She had been silly to worry so! Although, she told herself darkly, it wasn't that she didn't have reason. She had plenty of reason after what had happened. But! This place was different than that. It was her chance to put all of that behind her and take her place as one of the progenitors of an entirely new society. One that didn't have to be bound by the rules of back home. Hopefully, one in which they could correct the mistakes that they'd made the first time through. There was so much hope in this place, even her dark mood couldn't last for long.
"Oh, no, no," she said, looking at her fire with a bit of a pout. The water was sending up tiny bubbles, but it was nowhere near the rolling boil it needed to be to properly steep black tea.
"It seems that electric heat warms much faster than fire," she said. Or it could have been that she'd simply used the wrong fuel to get the fire going as hot as it needed to be. "But it should be boiling soon. I'm sorry I don't have any cream or sugar." That brought her mind in a different direction. "Have you seen any livestock on the island? Cows? Sheep? Goats?" All of them could be a source of milk and cheese - high in protein and good for growth.
She slid her hands a bit nervously into her back pockets and smiled at him.
"Ever since I arrived here, my mind is moving so quickly! So many things to do, so many things to figure out." It was a little overwhelming, but amazing too. That was exactly how Jemma liked it best.