She starts forking the bacon in a bowl to go on the table, and then turns toward the oven: the bread should be ready to come out soon.

"Fortunately he seems to have a hard head." Mia straightens, dusting her hands on her apron, and picks up her tea again. "Well, now. We've talked about Cullen, your dog, and what things were like before the Blight. Your turn. What's something I should know about you?"