You found yourself seated inside Dutch's tent as he stood, pacing and engrossed in his reading while you struggled to peel an orange.

Despite repeated attempts, the orange's skin resisted your efforts. Amidst your struggle, Dutch set down his book on his dresser and approached you. He effortlessly peeled the orange in a single motion, dividing it neatly before taking a piece from it.

Grasping your cheeks gently, he lifted your chin and fed you the orange slice, murmuring softly "Dependent on me, aren't you...Hmm?"