[Taking the brief moment of Jack's distraction to give him a once over in case of injury, Eugene seemed to relax marginally. Separation was hard, but he was trying not to let it get in the way of his ability to function. That and Jack, despite some fatigue, looked unharmed.]

Jack, this is Adele. The Malnosso have done something to her to cause her to age... oddly. Right?

[Raises both his brows in a for of nonverbal communique that Jack shouldn't be cracking age jokes if he knew what was good for him. Though more importantly, he began to peer into the bag to see what he'd retrieved, tugging out cans]

Looks like we've just got some canned vegetables, fresh from the runner. You have a preference, Adele?