~Alyce/Faelyn~
I looked over my shoulder at Victor and shook my head, "No thank you Delta, I'm quite adept at this. Been doing it half my life."
"Seems like a young age to start kitchen work. You can't be more than what? 19, maybe 20?"
"Maybe, but when you're taken in as an orphan you do what you're told, when you're told and are thankful to not be a rogue. I'm 18 as of yesterday." I knew I was probably giving him more information than I should, but for some reason I found him easy to talk to, like an Uncle I never had. Plus I would be gone soon and it wouldn't matter.
"Well happy birthday, albeit a bit belated. This pack doesn't do birthday celebrations?"
"Thank you, and no, not for Omegas. Sometimes the Omega's families will hold a small one, but I have no legal family here." I took the trays I had prepped to the end of the counter near the coffee pot and headed for the fridge to get out the orange juice, milk and cream.