Ziggy crossed his feet at the ankles and sighed. One of his feet started tapping and he watched David absently as he finished dressing Ziggy's wound. Ziggy sighed again and when the adhesive had been pressed firmly to his pale form and moved to lay back on the bed. "I'm sorry to be such a nuisance."

David stood slowly, gathering the first aid kit and scattered pieces of trash off the floor as he stood. "You should get to the dinning room. Dinner is getting cold." He moved to exit the room, but before he crossed through the doorway he stopped, glancing back at Ziggy on the bed. "And you're not a nuisance. I'm happy to have you and your sister here, safely." He flashed the boy a smile before he moved out of the room, heading directly for his bathroom to deal with the items in his hands.

Ziggy nodded and sat up, fetching his shirt lazily as he did so. He turned to look at David when he sad that he was not a nuisance, and when the man smiled he felt his stomach and his heart do a flip. Ziggy flushed and eased his shirt on before moving back down the hall towards the dining room. Once he was there he sat next to his sister.

After properly disposing of the trash and placing the first aid kit back in it's proper place, David made his way back to the dining room, seating himself across from Ziggy and Lizzie. "Are you enjoying your dinner, Lizzie dear?" he asked, looking across the table at her as he shoveled some vegetables onto his place. He glanced over at Ziggy. "One of those is for you. Take your pick." he said, his head making a motion towards the two large steaks between them.

Lizzie nodded, dunking one of her chicken nuggets liberally in ranch before popping the whole thing into her mouth. Ziggy sighed. She was going to make this as difficult as possible for him. He looked between the two steaks and shook his head. "It's your house Mr. Jones. You pick."

David had been concentrating on making up his plate before Ziggy spoke. He did not lift his head, but directed his eyes to Ziggy's face, looking at him with a bent down gaze. "I wouldn't have offered if I cared which steak I was to consume. Pick one, go on." He made another motion towards the steaks, this time with the large serving spoon in his hand before he placed it back in the bowl of vegetables. "I'm glad you're enjoying your meal, Lizzie."

Ziggy sighed. David was starting to make him feel guilty. First the curry at lunch and now this. Ziggy looked between the two steaks before taking his fork and stabbing one of them. He placed it on his place and removed the fork gently, before turning his eyes to David.

David watched him closely as he examined the steaks, waiting for him to take one before he took his own. When the boy had finally selected one, he nodded and smiled. "Thank you." he said, stabbing the other steak with his fork and moving it to his own plate. "There's some of that A1 crap over there if you want it, but I assure you there's enough flavor ground into this hunk of beef to season a live cow."

Ziggy made a face when David mentioned the steak sauce. "I never understood people that put sauce on their steak. Dick does it and it's absolutely disgusting." Ziggy moved cautiously and reached for the bowl of vegetables, almost as though he was waiting for something to be thrown at him. He grabbed the spoon and placed a good spoon and a half on his plate before replacing the spoon in the bowl.

David watched Ziggy's movements out of the corner of his eye while he spooned mouthfuls of vegetables into his mouth. He almost remarked on the cautiousness of the boy's actions, but decided just to let it be. He knew that the first couple nights here would be tough for them both, and he was willing to be patient and allow them to settle in. Perhaps in a night or so they would get used to the fact that no one was going to harm them here. "Is everything to your liking?" he asked, finally looking up from his plate and glancing over the table at both of his guests.

Ziggy was halfway through his steak already, and he nodded at David's question. "It's excellent." He murmured softly. Lizzie cocked a brow at her brother and then rolled her eyes when she saw the pink tinge to his cheeks. Ziggy didn't notice Lizzie at all. She had already cleaned her plate, beside the now small amount of ranch on the plate.

David nodded at Ziggy response and smiled a bit, chewing the last bit of steak in his mouth before glancing over at Lizzie. She was just sitting there, not saying anything and staring at her plate. He swallowed the food in his mouth before he started speaking."Lizzie. Did you want some more food? I can cut you off a piece of my steak. I have plenty." he asked, honestly hoping that she would speak to him at some point in the evening. He had the slightest feeling that she was not at all happy about being there, but also knew that was a bit to young to understand why she had to stay.

Lizzie shook her head. "No, thank you. I'm full." Her eyes were still on her plate and Ziggy sighed. "Lizzie, you can be excused, you don't have to wait anymore." She nodded and stood, moving to place her plate in the sink before turning and moving swiftly out of the dining room. Ziggy sighed and rubbed his forehead. "I'm sorry again." He murmured.

David shook his head, finishing off his steak and taking a rather large gulp of milk before sitting back in his chair."It's perfectly alright. I suppose I understand why she's slightly shut off. She's in a strange house with a man she doesn't know and no one is really talking to her about why she's here." he paused momentarily, almost not wanting to speak his next thought. "I know it's not really my place....but as her big brother you are somewhat obligated to explain things to her."

He nodded slowly. "I tried to on the car ride here, but she would hear none of it. She's spent most of her life telling herself that Dick isn't really that bad." Ziggy sighed and leaned further back in the chair. "Sides, she knows who you are." He flushed gently and turned to look away. "Maybe that's why she's so shut off." He murmured.