Page 109 of Legacy Ascended

"She's going to poison you."

"I'll deserve it."

The door shuts behind them. It's just Luke, Torres, and me now, and the toast is starting to burn.

Torres's boots are by the door with his jacket collapsed over them. Ander's spare reading glasses are on the shelf where he leaves them, and Soren's folded blanket is over the chair.

"I saw your lizard," Torres says, flipping the bread. "I went to Jon's to drop off a book. He just stared at me while he ate a cricket."

"He does that."

I open the cupboard for a plate and find it has been reorganized by a stranger.

"Who moved the bowls?"

"They were in the wrong place," Luke says from the window seat, not looking up.

"They were in the place where they've been all year."

I look at the cupboard where the butter used to be.

"Okay, if you guys are going to be here all the time, we need to figure out groceries."

Torres puts the fork down. "We?"

"Yes, we. There's no butter. We're almost out of bread. I'm not feeding four wolves by myself."

Torres stares at me.

"What?"

"When have you fed us?"

"I feed you."

"Name one time."

I open my mouth.

Luke lowers his book. "I'd think carefully."

"Whose side are you on?"

"The side with evidence."

Torres points the fork at him. "Thank you."

"I provide the kitchen."

"You provide a room containing a kitchen," Torres says. "I provide food."

"Ander cooked last night," Luke says.

"Soren brought breakfast."

"I made coffee."

Torres looks at the pot. "I made that coffee."