Emma was walking back to the house. She had to find a way of giving water, food and, if she was lucky, some first aid kit to help that stranger.
She walked into the kitchen and the place was empty. She smiled to herself. Emma opened the fridge, getting all the items to prepare a very nice sandwich. No, not one, but at least fous. The man was big and, as much as he was a bit weakened, there was no denying he was muscular. She was no specialist, but she believed that he needed fuel to work, that is tons of food.
While she was preparing the food, she was so concentrated that she didn't see that Taran was watching her from the doorway. He uncrossed his arms and walked to her. He was curious as to what exactly she was doing.
"You must be really hungry." he commented and it startled Emma so much she almost let the knife fall off her hand and cut herself. "Wow! Careful there!" He said and held the knife before it could hurt her.
