Wonderkind

She glanced over, frowning.

“I don’t need to eat,” she said hesitantly. “We should be rationing...”

 

She laughed a little, raising an eyebrow.

“I’m not a stranger to being hungry. I can wait, Z. I can wait until I really need it.”

 

She looked very uncertain, frowning at him.

“It’ll be a waste if I eat tonight,” she tried. “I’ll need it more tomorrow morning.”

 

She looked quite nervous, looking down at her hand.

“But... what if we run out? It’s a long journey... I can wait for one more night.

 

She looked over at him.

“You should eat, though,” she said, frowning. “You haven’t eaten in a while.”

 

Her whole face fell and she watched him for a moment before sighing and rooting through the cans.

 

She eventually pulled out a fish can and went over to the fire, beginning to try to figure out how to cook it.

 

She cast a hesitant glance in his direction, but didn’t go back to the cans, managing to open the fish one and setting it in the flames.

 

Her head jerked up and she stood, coming over and trying to take the bag from him.

“We can’t use two cans.”

 

Her face fell and she frowned at him disapprovingly, looking like she might burst into tears.

“...yes.”