"Eat now."
She offered him. He peeked at her. Never having been in such a situation, Ross was unmoving.
"What happened?"
Tin questioned and he was knocked out of his reverie. He felt awkward to be eating when someone was watching him.
Nobody ever cared if he ate or not. There was no question of offering food. In those sandy deserts during the time of his deployment, he would eat only when his body was yelling at him for some energy.
"Only if you join me to eat!"
He let out. Never did in his life, he had asked someone to join him. After the death of his mother, he had become a solitary soul.
"Okay..."
Tin agreed, sitting down and serving another plate for her. He felt light at heart, as she sat on the stool beside with her plate of food.
"Now eat..."
She said and he nodded. He p vcicked up the spoon and bought it in his mouth, drinking the soup.
