[He had no expectation that she would reveal more than she already had about her experience in the fog, but he was hedging his bets that she would if he was open and honest with her about his. It was easier to ply her in the quiet moments if he gave first, and show of the trust that he had for her to keep his secrets.

Her enjoyment of the food was interesting, and it forced him to actually try it to confirm that it wasn't terrible. No, it was edible if a little on the soggy side. It would win no awards, but it would fill their bellies and the time between whatever subject they were talking about.]

I couldn't say. We will see if the fog continues to thicken over the next few days, and perhaps these apparitions will haunt us more tangibly.

[Was he prepared to face off against Vander? Yes. Though, his opinion on his old brother's weakness had changed over the years.]

We know there are always monsters in the fog. Often times those monsters are us.