awakens to the sound of Jack humming softly in the kitchen. She blinks sleepily, trying to remember where she is before realizing he's already cooking breakfast for her. A warm, fuzzy feeling fills her chest as she climbs out of bed and pads over to him on silent feet

nods gratefully, watching as he spoons eggs onto a plate. She waits patiently until he's finished before reaching out with her ghostly hand and taking the food from him, careful not to disturb his cooking. As she eats, their eyes meet across the kitchen island, and they share a quiet moment of understanding that goes unspoken