Mashed potatoes with shredded cheese…that might be his own dinner.

It’s a funny little mish-mash of a lunch but all of it looked delicious and in combination with Daeshim—-Hunter kind of puddles against the counter before he hums and starts to add one of the veggies into each jar, then moves onto the next.

“Is Baba eating?” He only asks because he knows some of the little habits the fae has adopted. All of which he disapproves of.

Daeshim…come over, he looks out the kitchen window for a moment and then goes back to adding and mixing veggies.

“What kind of snack do you want, Lavybug?”