Owen nodded. "Sounds good to me. Food usually tastes better when someone else is cooking it. Usually." With the steaks cooking, and Cecilia working on the vegetables, Owen didn't have much to do but lean against the counter and watch her. Talking helped keep him sane. He needed something to keep his mind off of the darkened windows and locked doors.
"Are you close with your dad?" They had talked about their families from time to time, though there was plenty Owen still didn't know about her.