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Marshall was worried about Cael, too. Having noticed that the young angel, who previously had no appetite or need for sleep, was now doing both of those things. Which is how he found himself cooking breakfast to begin with, normally going for just a bagel and some coffee before starting the day himself. He smiled when Cael came out, turning to wrap his little angel in a hug, bending to kiss the tip of his nose "Good morning, Angel." He used the name affectionately, as he always had, it was just how he saw Cael; an angel himself, not an actual angel.

He couldn't help but to chuckle at the growling stomach, though it was still worrisome "Yes, I do suppose it could mean that." He lightly pecked Cael "Make yourself useful and collect the plates and stuff then," he sent Cael off to grab plates and silverware so he could return to making the blueberry pancakes, eggs, and sausage links. The items were all almost done anyhow, so he simply pulled them off the griddle plate and separated them onto the plates that Cael brought over "Juice and Milk are in the fridge. Grab the orange juice." He knew that the orange juice was sweeter than the other juices they had on hand, and Marshall definitely didn't dare offer Cael any type of coffee - that was something the man did not need, his little Angel flying, literally flying, off of the walls from caffeine.