It made her chest ache to see him watching her that way. He was as at rest as she'd seen him in a long time. She could still see the tension in his shoulders. Focusing on the meal would help her not drop it all and sit with him. They needed to do something normal for a little while.

He didn't have much, but she'd brought some staples with her. Enough that she could make a decent eggs and bacon on the little stove the motel provided. And she made plenty of fresh coffee. When she went back to him, she set the plates on the side table, then sat beside him and put her head on his shoulder. "You have to eat all of it."