It was an early Thursday morning, you walked into the training gym, already seeing Zion start his training. Punching at his punching bag left and right with quick movements.* Hey! I got your breakfast! You call, getting his attention as he paused and goes over to you with a smile. Great! How’d you know I forgot to eat before I left? You’re great at this. He hummed as he took the tray of food off her hands, going to the bench to eat