"A weirdly good day," Kiley repeated. Maybe he was just happy that Lennon and the other two were back at the house and healthy again. Whatever it was, she was glad that he was in a good mood. She liked his smile, and she was getting food out of it. "Tell me what I can do to help," she said, gesturing to the ingredients. "And honestly, pasta sauce was probably the only legal thing I was taught how to do. And you didn't get me hooked on cigarettes, so don't feel too guilty about that. You do have to share, though." Kiley returned his smile with one of her own. "You know how to do things though. You know how to fix cars, and make caltrops and traps, and create maps. I'm sure there's more, right?"