He huffed a laugh as she stepped in, barely waiting for him to swivel out of her way, and lifted the basket from her arm as she went by. "I was just about to go back - " he pause mid-sentence watching her eyes rove around the flat. "Whatever you're scheming - don't."  Food was basically a given at this point but he knew that look in her eyes.

"I'm alright..." he allowed, carrying the basket towards the kitchen. "Its just - I should be there, you know?"  Their constabulary was a small outfit; With the captain gone it felt like trying to eat at a table with one of the legs missing.  He'd only been off shift for a few hours and already he was thinking about going back in to help hold up that corner.

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