"I don't blame you, really," he smiles. Jason steals a quick kiss before breaking away from Iris to eat his sandwich. And he practically inhales the thing, his hunger kicking in after starting to get used to such little food. Once he's finished, he gets up from the table and wraps an arm around Iris' waist to help her into the bedroom.

"Come on, get ready for bed and I'll go clean up a bit."