Cullen's eyebrow twitches. It was better that he didn't know where Anders got the food at all. "I'll keep that in mind." He takes his seat beside Nellie, taking a bowl which he assumed was for him and takes his share of bacon and eggs.

"Nellie, I was four when she taught me how to cook. I barely remember anything else," Solona smiles. "Except for her cookie recipe. I'll never forget that one."