Five
Lunch
Robin waited until they took their seats in the cafeteria before bringing up the subject. They’d decided to take a late lunch, after the noon rush. Leading her over to one of the more isolated tables, they unloaded their trays as he surreptitiously glanced around the room to see who was present. A couple of people waved in greeting, which he returned, but no one, thankfully, tried to approach them.
He smiled as he watched her open a maple syrup packet and pour the contents on her mashed potatoes. “I thought you were going to try the mayonnaise.”
She gave a little shrug, a gesture whose meaning she’d quickly picked up. “I will try it later.”
He picked at his grilled chicken as she ate hungrily. Whenever she used her powers, she had to refuel to re-energize herself. Sometime
