Catrina relaxed her shoulders when she heard the oh so familiar voice muffled slightly by the door, only to tense back up at what he said. Dear? Really? Clearly unaware that she let something like that slip out, Na was about to apologize, but she was eventually silenced when Al proceeded to bash her cooking. Well...at least he was sounding like himself again Na took the blow to her self esteem with pride as she watched the other cautiously open the door, almost as if a bomb was going to explode if he did it too quickly.

Taking a few more hits to her pride, Na lowered her gaze before handing him a plate, her eyes stealing a quick glance to her room before looking back at Al.
[color=firebrick][b]"Believe it or not, but [i]he[/i] made it. Honestly, do you really think I could have made something like this even with what's going on?"[/b][/color] She frowned almost immediately after, realizing she just bashed her own cooking. [color=firebrick][b]"Just eat it. It'll probably be the last good meal we have for a while..."[/b][/color] She mumbled before letting out a defeated sigh and made her way to her room.

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Nino looked over at Giovanni with an incredulous look.
[color=orchid][b]"...That's a really long time, B-Brother."[/b][/color] He croaked out. Judging by his tone, he probably wanted to imply that he was yelling this out, but who knows. Now taking bigger bites, realizing how much work Giovanni must have put into this, Nino simply nodded when the other mentioned it was evening. He couldn't tell how long he had been sleeping, but if was still evening that that meant a few more hours in this bed, which was always a good thing.

Nino visibly flinched away when Giovanni mentioned getting him some water.
[color=orchid][b]"I-I'm good, don't w-worry about i-it..."[/b][/color] He said, almost too quickly. He remembered back at home what it was like when he wanted anything to drink during the beginnings of the outbreak, and what if the water was going bad? That would just give Giovanni another reason to worry about him, that's what. Immediately losing his appetite as the thought crossed his mind, Nino set his plate beside him, rubbing together his trembling hands as thoughts and memories of the past tried to enter his mind.