"We're living like kings," Carver teases, tugging his gloves off so he can go wash his hands. Then he starts gathering up ingredients, getting everything ready so he can cook up a good meal. He does his best to stay in Bossie's line of sight, hoping the kid can get some actual rest without all the noise and confusion of the hotel.

He settles into the cooking. It's always calmed him down and it doesn't fail now.