Evening arrived more quickly than Isaac had anticipated. Still satiated by the monstrous amount of meat he had gobbled up, he naturally decided to skip dinner, but kept Léna company while she ate.
Sitting opposite her at the living-room table, he watched her pick at her plate with an absent smile. Léna stared at him, slightly intrigued:
- Are you sure you're not hungry? she asked softly, raising her eyebrows. You haven't touched anything tonight.
Isaac laughed lightly, patting his still slightly swollen belly:
- Believe me, with all I've eaten this afternoon, I don't think I'll be hungry until at least tomorrow.
She nodded slowly, amused and intrigued at the same time.
- Honestly, Isaac... you've been acting really strange lately. You're doing things that no normal person would do.
He smiled faintly, looking down at his hands on the table:
- Let's just say... my life has become a little more complicated than I expected, Léna. And a little stranger too.
