"Chicken stroganoff." He says, jerking his head at the bar where they can sit together. "Over egg noodles, with shitake mushrooms and carrots." Look, he hasn't been able to do anything, so learning to cook? Just something that makes sense. Besides, it means he can go help out at the veteran's shelter more.

He sets her plate down, and fetches them both a beer. She's eating, she can have it. It's the drinking without eating he'll argue against. He settles next to her, and makes sure she starts eating. Tomorrow, he has a plan. A plan to at least help her some, before he goes into the city. "Thank Sarah at the shelter. She gave me the recipe." He explains. He'd added a few things to it, of course.

"Want to spar tomorrow?" He asks, casually. He's hoping she says yes. He needs the routine, she needs the routine.