"I'm not trying to starve myself," Nita said wryly. "Just... trying to be alone."

The explanation earned Lea a thoughtful look. "Your mom, huh?"

That sounded like the sort of trick her own mom would have played, if it'd been needed. Moving the soup and water to the desk, she eyed it before turning back to the redhead.

"If you say so. I'd hate to let any of this go to waste, anyway."