Both decided that it wasn't a good idea, to just walk outside, Jonathan didn't know why he had that idea but it wasn't applicable, Roselyn could swooped by the rain and the wind any minute, so Roselyn just kept drinking bits and bits of cold water while she was cooking, since she was around the heat and didn't want her tongue to burn.
Jonathan kept checking on her, filling her cup each time with cold water, telling her that if she feels any pain, he would take over and she could sit down, she assured that him that it's just a tongue burn, nothing she can't handle.
After an hour, as she predicted, lunch was ready and the cabinet smelled of delicious food instead of wood, which was a very pleasant smell to all of them; Jonathan put the plates down on the table and Roselyn got the juice, they sat on the floor, since there was no couch or even seats.
