"Oh, yes," Maven nodded, "It was a recipe sent to me by... two friends." The way she said that made it sound like there was quite an Exceptional Story behind that, but she merely moved on, "Always difficult acquiring fruit, fresh or canned, but I managed to get some canned apples while out the other day and wanted to make some."

She seemed reluctant to leave, as if afraid he would bolt the second she left. So she held out a hand, "Here, I'll show you where the washroom is and then get you those clothes. Then I'll heat dinner up."