How Green Becomes Wood

"It is tedious, but it looks impressive when it is done. You have had it many times before," Dark glanced over at Alec, "You should know to cook more than one thing. What if there is a period where you find yourself living alone?"
 
"I'd be too busy feeling lonely and wondering where everyone went to bother with food," Alec said without missing a beat. "And once I figured out what terrible life choices I made to end up living alone, I make very good French toast, and I am fond of cereal."
 
"You intend to go from here, to living just with Xander, to being married?" Dark asked, taking the pot off the stove, "What if Xander has some temporary opportunity somewhere and you cannot follow? If he is offered some... distant fellowship to guard over a rare horse population for a year? You will only eat French toast and cereal all year?"
 
"Hmm, actually, I was semi-planning on just staying here until I got married," Alec replied. "Although living with Xander is also a very nice option that I am not opposed to. But if he headed off to look after rare horses and I couldn't come... I'd just ask to come back home."
 
"Of course you are welcome to stay here for as long as you like," Dark told Alec, and meant it, getting a serving platter from the cabinet. He was a little surprised, though, that he did not plan to move out with Xander, since he presumed Xander did not share the same desire to stay in the family home, "Ivy would certainly be glad. I think it is going to be very difficult for her when you or Xander move out."
 
Alec smiled, pleased. "We'd thought about moving out and getting a place of our own," he admitted, leaning against the counter. "I like it here. I love being around family. I like the stability. I think Xander wants his own space, but I can't see him going too far."
 
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