Erorn woke up and smiled at the fact that James had made breakfast for him. "You're a good cook, Daddy. Were you professionally trained? I'm a pretty good cook, too, but this is amazing." He smiled at him. He couldn't help but realize that Marcus had never made him breakfast, but then Marcus had never learned to cook, so that wasn't a fair comparison. Without even thinking he kissed James on the cheek. "You treat all your hostages this good?" he laughed. He looked into his good eye with a big smile and his eyes looked huge like a cat begging for food.