He chews on some greens while she eats. Apparently, despite leaning towards carnivorism, mer do benefit from vegetable proteins. 

And then they've eaten.

"What should we do now?"

He calmy, self assuredly gets up, walks over to where their cooking supplies are sitting, scoops out some flour from the sack, and throws it at her. 

"Ack! Zaneta's gonna kill you." Pause. "So am I!" she says, and now she has her own bag of flour and a gun that shoots flour at him!

He laughs. "Please, have you seen what the triplets do to this place?" 

"...not really."

Flour attack!

Sadde may have firepower, but Michael has a body and reflexes that were probably some alien's graduate project.

Sadde can fly.

The kitchen does not have that high a ceiling. 

Doesn't need to be high, it's just an extra dimension to give her an advantage.

Stupid two dimensional movement. 

Flour!

Double flour! And whatever else he can lay his claws on!

Well she can just make whatever. Like foam. She'll spray him with foam.

"When I get powers, vengeance will be mine!"

"Sure it will."

"And how are we all doing?" says the suddenly there Zaneta.

She points at him. "He started it!" Then she starts giggling.

"Um, she escalated!"

"Indeed." The kitchen is now spotless. "I was just stopping by to make sure you two were coping okay."

"Yeah!" She looks at Michael. "What's 'escalated' mean?"

"To make a conflict worse."

"Oh. Well I don't have mer superpowers!"

"True, though, you do have Sadde superpowers. So, how's your day been?"

"Fun! We went flying to the garden and played in the rooms and I caught a fish and we decided what bottle, um, I'd get my Elixir from."