Jonathan smiled, shifting so that he was leaning against Edward's side, the man's hand around his hips and stomach, humming conently as he ate his sandwich, enjoying the breeze and the scent from the apple tree. He only looked up when he heard a crunching above him.
Nightmare was staring down at him, apple juice dripping from her lips as she chewed the apple she picked from the tree. If she had been human, Jonathan was sure she would have been raising an eyebrow, daring him to comment.
Instead, he simply poured her a small pan of beer to go with her apples before closing his eyes again.