Slight Figure of Speech (Chloe, werewolves)

[Karl]

Karl stood back, smiling at the two of them. He was glad to see Skye had become so confident and comfortable with herself. She still wasn't entirely comfortable leaving the house or the surrounding areas, and, like himself, he doubted she would ever be one of the pack members with a job outside of the house. But she had a job here, taking care of the mending and the gardening and the cooking. And she was good at these things.

"Well, I'll tell ya what," he said. "I'm gonna go clean up and get changed while you two work on dinner." He stopped and pressed a kiss on Chloe's forehead before he made his way out of the kitchen.

[Skye]

Skye smiled shyly as she watched Karl lumber out of the room, then she turned to Chloe. "Would you mind helping me with the soup?" she asked, nodding to the freshly-harvested carrots and onions. "We could cut the vegetables together."

She was actually rather glad to have this time alone with Chloe, because there were questions she wanted to ask her that had nothing to do with cooking. She had been debating with herself whether to bring it up with Pearl or with Chloe, because she really needed some female guidance on something.

Her relationship with David was starting to develop at last. They were still shy, and they still hadn't actually kissed yet, but Skye was nervous. She hadn't done any of this before, and she wasn't sure what she was supposed to do. She was sure that if she did it wrong, David wouldn't like her anymore.