[ This is a little embarrassing. The two of them are obviously missing something here, aren't they? He sets the can of broth down on the counter and moves onward, further into the kitchen. There has to be... ah. That, he recognizes.
Black Bolt plucks an apple out of a bowl of them, found tucked away on some further counter, inspects it just long enough to be sure it really is an apple, then glances back toward Ollie with a short, sharp tone of a whistle. And once he has her attention, he tosses over the apple.
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Black Bolt plucks an apple out of a bowl of them, found tucked away on some further counter, inspects it just long enough to be sure it really is an apple, then glances back toward Ollie with a short, sharp tone of a whistle. And once he has her attention, he tosses over the apple.
It's a start, right? ]