Sherry entered and took a look at him. "Wasn't sure if you'd be hungry, hope you don't mind that it's alfredo sauce..." She set the two paper bags she had brought on the table.
She didn't ask, she could tell something was off, probably the same thing that made her glad she didn't need as much sleep as uninfected people. Reaching into the bag she pulled out a can of coffee setting it on the table before going for a coke handing it to him. "Here, I'll cook, and you tell me why you look like the world's on your shoulders. Or this one of those things you don't want to talk about because you see me as the scared thirteen year old?" She emptied the first bag, 2 six packs of soda, and two different packs of juice boxes, one mixed berry, the other apple.
"Because way you're holding yourself... you're getting less sleep than I am are you?"