Fade listened as Luna talked, shrugging slightly at her assigned task, making a grocery list wouldn't, hopefully, be to bad, although she wasn't the best in the garden, but hey, she would help where she could. Nodding when Luna stopped talking to show she had understood, Fade pulled her wings in, till they seemed to disappear into two small ridges running down either side of her spine, seen through the massive holes she had torn in the back her grey singlet to accommodate. These gaping gaps between the fabric were now visible to anyone on the balcony, if they were to look her way, as Fade had silently slipped inside, heading back to the kitchen, looking through the cupboards once again, this time checking what they had, and so therefore working out what they needed. 

She hummed a tune as she pottered, sorting out the food; tins here, dry stuff there, gone-off milk down the drain, moldy cheese to go to chickens, eggs go back in the fridge, along with butter and other 'cool' items.

Singing softly, Fade scrawled down a shopping list on a slip of paper she had hooked out of one of her pockets. She always had some paper and a pencil or two, she liked to sketch inanimate objects occasionally, and was, slowly but surely, getting better at it.
She'd need to get someone else to re-wright the list for Luna, her writing was mostly a bunch of messy scribbles, dancing in wavy lines across the page. Managing to look both graceful and utterly unintelligible, much like Fade herself.