"Rose, I told you she'll be fine. Just needs some time, some energy...this isn't the universe she's used to, has to re-adjust to this one. I promised you, didn't I?" He runs a hand through his hair. "I can't cook steak. I burn it. So if that's what you want, I won't be cooking it."
He smiles at the boys. "I'd love to see your house. I don't know why I keep forgetting you have a place. That isn't here. Oh, and no, I don't advocate just chips for dinner. For tea, possibly. And occasionally breakfast. But dinner, I do prefer to have something with them." He winks at Rose. "Jack, you sound like a parent. Next you'll be telling us we have to have veggies with our meal."