Elder
I walked down stairs and went to make breakfast. I had waffles with a sprinkle of someone's blood, I knew it wasn't Olivia's though, it tasted stale, I was trying to cut back on how much blood I drank to save people's lives.
Nate
I nodded and did exactly that, I placed the pan on the stove and turned one of the nobs to low and pressed the button on the stove for 350 degrees for the oven. I didn't know what I was doing.

