Faolan left the trailer and went about his business, then began to set up for breakfast. Lucien's healing never took very long, and he had to busy himself to distract from the rage that gripped his heart. 

He stoked a fire on the twigs and placed the grate they used for cooking on over it. It was quite a chilly morning, so he wanted to make sure that their food had extra time to heat up. Once that was done, he waited for Lucien and the boy to come out, and traded places with them to retrieve a jacket for himself and the food stores he had buried under the trailer to keep cold so they wouldn't spoil. He returned with that and some bread, cut it in half and placed either side face down on the grate to warm it. He knew the boy would be cold, he was so thin, so he wanted to make sure that he got some warm food in him as quickly as possible.

Once everything was set up, he took a seat next to Lucien and nodded at his explanation. He stoked the fire with a long stick to warm the bread quicker and said, [color=a36209]"Only thing left to do is get him a warm meal then."[/color] His voice was strained, and he avoided looking at the boy to make sure his expression did not cause him alarm. He had scared adult men before with his scowl, on many occasions, and did not want this to be the case here.