During the meal, Jack was so focused on preparing food for Clara that he barely ate himself.
Clara noticed and asked with concern, "You only ate a little. Are you sure that's enough?"
"I ate plenty, Clara," Jack replied. He didn't have much of an appetite for food and usually ate just to stay alive.
Eating with Clara made him happy, so he had already eaten more than usual.
Seeing the prominent bones in his wrist, Clara felt a pang of sympathy. She silently resolved to learn how to cook properly and ensure he would be well-fed and healthy.
Jack, catching her concerned glance, felt a surge of joy.
He had just confirmed that Clara would buy his such tricks.
As long as it kept Clara's focus on him, he was willing to act however necessary.
Eleanor had been observing the two of them, sen
