A h-healthy appetite?

After that short outburst of energy, Peter and Lyla didn't need any further instructions.

To try and cope with the grey-eyed woman's communication barrier, they assumed she could have been related to Honour. With that in mind, her value became significantly greater. If it had been any other pair of humans, perhaps they wouldn't have helped her with this request.

But both of them had been saved by the young florist once before and they owed her greatly for it.

Peter helped Beatrice get into the wheelchair and wheeled her gently out of the hospital. The boy noticed how the woman gripped the handles of the wheelchair so tight that her knuckles turned white. It didn't matter how much he tried to keep from bumping the wheeler, she still held on as though her life depended on it.

'Something is not right,' he thought to himself, trying to discern other reasons for this peculiar behaviour.