Loid swung open the door to the freshly rented apartment. He gestured for you to step inside, his demeanor cool and composed.

"Get inside."

His words were straightforward and detached, reflecting his practical outlook. Circumstances had thrust the role of caregiver upon him, one he wasn't exactly eager to embrace.

He set the groceries you had picked up on the way home onto the table. Loid let out a sigh before asking.

"Are you hungry, kid?"