Iris bit back her response in how it did matter, but she knew she was fighting a losing battle here and the more she kept being so down about it all the more he would worry. Then his worrying would throw a spanner in the plans because she couldn’t act happy and enjoy the good parts of their relationship. Like now for instance, he was physically here in person, and she had forgotten how many times she had wished that to happen. To see his face and to hold him once more, even if it would be for one last time before she made her escape to protect him and the ones she cared about. [color=f49ac2]“I… eh. Hope you can remove the warrant; it would be nice to walk outside again and feel the fresh air.”[/color] Forcing a smile as she watched him ponder over all the trays of food on which would be best for them to eat without making them sick. [color=f49ac2]“I just thought you’d prefer to have a nice conversation and not one that’s depressing after a long day.”[/color] Iris knew she’d prefer that, but again not everyone was the same in that regard and she was happy to know she didn’t need to fake it with him on the phone. Although she knew she would still try to keep it happy for him, a bad habit of not wanting him to worry about her. Grimacing at the trays of food she never really thought it was this bad, now seeing the number of meals she had to have skipped made her cringe and knowing that it was just a waste made it even worse. This wasn’t even her own money she was spending, and she was wasting his money on food she wasn’t even eating, now that was disgraceful in her eyes. Food wasn’t all too easy in the districts and to know she was wasting all this resource felt like a gut punch to the stomach. [color=f49ac2]“I’ll pay you back… for all the wasted food.”[/color] Feeling the urge to claim something to help towards this waste, she had no clue how she would pay him back, but she would find a way too even if it took a little longer. [color=f49ac2]“We could have this one…”[/color] Gesturing to the food tray on the side near the phone, it had been something she ordered last night right before she had attempted to call Maisie. [color=f49ac2]“I ordered it last night… it’s just a plain pizza though nothing special.”[/color] Mumbling slightly because she remembered the fancy pizzas, they had a few weeks ago and now he was facing just a simple plain cheese one. [color=f49ac2]“Or… there is a carbonara I ordered the day before just next to it.”[/color] It was nothing too adventurous again, but they would probably be the safest amongst the lot, especially against the meat dishes that had been left a little too long on the side. Maybe now was also a good time to get rid of the mess, she hadn’t noticed the smell before but now it had been pointed out to her it was probably best to fix it.