Nefretiri
"You don't need to worry," Rayne said, sitting down at the table and smiling warmly. She looked tired, and her clothes were worn down, meaning she'd been in them for days. I got the feeling she'd missed a few meals. I won't share this place with anyone."
"I appreciate that, but you understand if we... make that promise official, " Vince said, unwilling to trust in words alone.
"Of course," she nodded, sighing in relief as Cabe brought her several sandwiches from the kitchen. "Thank you."
"I don't cook, or I'd make you something else." he shrugged, sitting on my right. "Taylor said she's coming; she knows how to cook."
"No, thank you. This is perfect." Rayne began eating, savoring every bite like it was five-star quality. When was the last time she ate? "You don't have to give me any special treatment."