"Good morning," he calls back to her as he turns the food over. He could hear Rita walking into the kitchen before she said anything, but he still feels weird around her...

She must feel even worse, though. She was...nothing like herself and everything like Sierra. She bit him hard enough to draw blood. And he...mourned over Odessa. That's one tragedy that still tugs at his heart now. At the mention of the bite, though, his free hand absently strokes the side of his neck. "Don't worry about it," he responds lightly, shaking his head. "It stung a little, but it doesn't hurt now...

"Besides," he adds in a lighter tone, "even if you were still cursed, you'll just need to warn me next time."