An hour or so later Natsu stood outside of Lucy's bedroom door and hesitantly knocked. "Luc? Foods done. Will you come out and eat with me?" Natsu asked through the door. On the bed, Rissa was curled up on her side, napping. She heard the faint knock on the bedroom door and jerked partially upright on the bed and looked at the door.

"Luc? Come out please. I'm sorry that I upset you earlier." Natsu called out. Rissa sighed and climbed off of the bed and walked over to the door and opened it. Natsu jerked and took a step or so back from the door with a pained look on his face and Rissa said.

"I'm not mad Natsu." It would be difficult for her to be upset with him when he had made a point earlier. It's true she didn't know how to work the stove in the kitchen. And it did frustrate her that the stupid thing never came on or anything when she messed with the dials. Which meant that the stove in her kitchen ran on something other than electricity or gas.

Natsu studied her for a second before nodding his head.

He looked relieved that she wasn't upset with him over their little spat earlier as he reached out and grasped her hand and pulled her out of the bedroom and over to the table set up in the corner of the living room and pulled her chair out for her. Rissa thanked him and sat down and then looked over the food that he had made and smiled a little bit at the spread.

Salad, soup, buttery sour dough rolls, home made honey butter spread, BBQ ribs and cut up fruit.

"Dig in Luc. I want you to eat until you pop." Natsu said as he looked her over. Even after eating three meals a day, and having as many snacks as he could wrangle her into- his Lucy was still so thin that he was starting to worry she would never regain the weight that she had lost during her coma.

He watched her fix her plate and cocked his head as a questioning expression crossed his face. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but something about the way she fixed her plate bugged him.

Lucy was normally a very regal and graceful woman. It was a part of her upbringing as an heiress. Yet the Lucy sitting across from him kept fumbling with her things, she dropped some food once or twice, and automatically set the ruined food aside on her napkin and used a spare one to clean her mess up before starting to fix her plate again.

Natsu frowned and studied her, wondering if he should say something but was loath to point out the obvious flaws in her actions considering how self conscious she had become about herself since waking up. He didn't want to embarrass her. So instead he pretended not to notice and hoped that she hadn't caught him staring.

"You're wondering why I keep dropping things aren't you?" Lucy's voice cut through his thoughts, drawing his attention to her face as she fumbled with her fork and nearly dropped it when he noticed her hand was shaking slightly.

He started to get up but she lifted a hand and held up one finger, stopping him as she explained in a soft tone. "It's a nervous habit I developed as a kid when people started watching me. I can no more control it than I can control the wheather. I fumble around like a fool then once I feel comfortable enough, I'll stop."

"You didn't do that at the bar." Natsu pointed out, feeling slightly curious about why she was fumbling around now when she should have fumbled around earlier. Lucy gave him an anxious looking smile and gripped her fork tightly in her hand.

"You weren't watching me in the bar. In fact if I recall correctly you were a mite busy trying not to get smacked. So you were probably too distracted to notice that my hand was shaking a bit." Natsu opened his mouth to say something but couldn't think of anything to say. She had a point. He had been distracted earlier.

"I think I would have noticed if you dropped something earlier." He said after a second or so.

Lucy shook her head no. "I'm very good at hiding what I drop. Especially when I'm in public and don't want to look like an idiot." Natsu cringed a little bit and sighed. Shit. What was he supposed to say to that? If he had such an issue he'd probably try to hide it too. So really, who was he to judge?

He started to open his mouth to apologize, again. But Lucy cut him off and said. "Don't feel badly for worrying Natsu. Most people who notice probably think the same things that are running through your mind right now. There are too many phycological diorders and illnesses that can cause such clumsiness. So it's understandable that you would be worried about the why of things."

Natsu shut his mouth for a second and sighed and ran one hand through his hair before saying in a gruff tone. "Just eat your food Lucy. And try not to drop any more okay."