When her hand reached out to him, Maru's eyes fell closed. He didn't think he would, but he was starting to like these touches. The gentle pets. It was... reassuring. It was comforting. It reminded him of something long forgotten...

He didn't want to be sorry and he didn't want her to be sorry either. Things would be easier tomorrow, he thought, once the bruising went away.

Slowly his eyes opened again and moved to look at the food. He knew he should probably eat something. "I think... I can do it?"