Cyprian glared at his food. "Yeah," he admitted, but he then started eating it anyway. He was just so hungry. It tasted surprisingly good, but probably because he was so hungry, he would probably eat anything. His father would sometimes make him go without food to 'make him man up'.
Alastair didn't know the first thing about being a man. That misogynistic little-
Once he finished, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "So, want to go back inside?"
Rowan looked at his place, smiling dreamily before laying back down. "Thank you, ma'am. I will eat it once I heal everyone. I do not want to get food on anyone," he said.
Cilan was the first to enter the room, stripping off his band-aid and tossing it in the trash. He went over to Rowan and poked him on the nose, grinning as his cut got healed. He then went and sat outside, probably waiting for Mallory or something. Rowan wondered what Cilan was going to do about his power. Surely something like that should be trained, so he would be prepared next time he used it in a real situation.
Rowan had a feeling Mallory had something to do with the training part.