"Will do then, and you're welcome then!" Phee will slowly and carefully take down the tent once Eva leaves it.

Eva breaks down and stows the solar charger, then puts it into her pack and comes and helps out with breaking down the tentpoles back into their bag. 

"Thanks a lot," she says. "You've really gone out of your way for me already, and I want you to know I appreciate it. Despite, you know." She rubs the back of her head.

"You're welcome! am glad to be of help and to make up for the thing..." Bashful shrug.

"Do you mind going ahead to my cavern before me? It'll save time on my waiting for you to meditate through."

"Sure!" And then she'll spend a few minutes focusing on entering Eva's cavern.

"Sure!" And then she'll... focus... on entering Eva...

ftfy.

Eventually she pops into a stone-carved bedroom with a circular bed, a glass vase of fresh roses on the side table with a dildo lying against it, and a large number of pillows scattered all over the floor. There's bookshelves by the bed, crammed full of yuri manga and manhwa, and three doorways: one goes to a kitchen, another goes to a fairly palatial bathroom, and a third goes to an indoor garden with a small pond.

Eva appears a moment after her, and flops onto the bed with a smile. 

"So," she says. "Welcome to my cozy little place. I don't know if it'll make a bedroom for you or not, but there's plenty of floor cushions so someone can sleep there if you're not cool with sharing the bed. Care for supper?"

Phee looks around admiringly at Eva's cavern once she arrives.

"It's a very cozy looking place!"

And then she notices the dildo just lying out on a table.

She's just gonna try and ignore that and respond to the rest of what Eva said.

"I'd be fine with sharing the bed iff you'd be fine with it? Or just sleeping on the floor if not. And uh..."

"A solid maybe on supper? If like you were offering out of concern for whether I'd go hungry without or just like hostly obligation, you shouldn't because I've got a power that" probably "means I can just survive off sunlight, but if you were offering out of like ?friendship building? I would wanna accept but well my brain is really picky about what foods it finds enjoyable to eat and finds most others to be bleh at best  and I'm noticing now that'd it be really objecting to the prospect of eating any food in the latter category now that that's a policy that wouldn't result in me starving and is worried because if I said yeah to supper and then it turned out that you didn't have any food it's fine with I wouldn't wanna turn around and reject what was offered but i also wouldn't wanna possible end up forcing myself to eat something bleh now that's it no longer something that I'd inevitably have to do just to avoid starving anymore?"

And after taking a moment to breath. "S-sorry if none of that made any sense?"

"It's okay, I have food sensitivities too. I suck at leafy vegetables, they literally make me upchuck. How about you have a look at the garden and pantry and you can tell me if there's anything there that works for you? The last thing I want to do is insist you eat if you don't want anything on offer." 

"T-thanks! I'll do that then." And she'll head off to have a look at the garden + plus pantry.

The garden is crowded with berry bushes; strawberries, blackberries, raspberries, blackberries. There's also a vine of grapes growing, some ears of corn and pea-pods, some onions and carrots in the ground, and a small tomato bush. There is also, incongruously, a pineapple bush. 

Along the back wall there's a row of taps, each labeled with a small hand-lettered sign.There's cola, water flavorings, milk, coffee, a couple for chocolate, vanilla and strawberry syrups, another for (melted) vanilla milkshake, various flavors of yogurt drink, one for egg yolk, and one for egg white. 

The pantry over in the kitchen is full of canned and packaged goods: canned chili, canned tomato soup, fruit salad, blocks of ramen, spaghetti and spaghetti sauce, cans of tuna and salmon, bread, potatoes, honey-flavored breakfast cereal, raisin bagels. Some baking supplies too - flour, sugar, salt, baking powder. There's also several packaged spice mixes that are unfamiliar to Phee. 

There's a chill-well of running cold water in the bottom of the pantry which currently holds sealed packages of chicken breast and yogurt, a block of cheddar cheese, already-opened jars of salsa, mayo, relish and peanut butter, several motley glass jars of jam that look hand-made, and an already-picked tomato. 

After first asking Eva bout where she kept her glasses/other drink receptacles, she makes use of the milk, chocolate syrup, vanilla milkshakes in combination and then after consulting her co-author rooting around more, discovers s'mores supplies.

”Oh! You’ve got stuff for s'mores!, I haven’t had them before.”

"We'll have to do them over the stove, but they're great. They never fail to make me feel a little better after a long day."

Hug?

”I’d like to try them!”

Hug!

"Alright, let me get them on the stove then and you can try them!"

Eva picks up the box of graham crackers, the bag of marshmallows, and the bag of chocolate chips and carries them all over to the kitchen counter. Getting out a frying pan, she places four graham crackers on it, then places a marshmallow on two of the crackers and covers the other two with chocolate chips. Then she puts the whole pan on the stove and lights it.

"There we go," she says with a smile. "They should be ready pretty fast."

The Phee bounces in anticipation while she waits for them to be ready.

Awww, she's cute. 

Eva waits for the marshmallows to melt and crisp a bit, then carefully flips them over onto the chocolate chips along with their graham cracker tops. 

She plates the smores on a simple pink glass plate and passes it over to Phee, keeping her sleeve between her hand and the glass. 

“Thanks!” Phee carefully accepts the plate then moves to find a table or other solid surface to lay it on, then tries her first s’more.

After savouring the way the melted marshmallow and chocolate intermingle on her tongue, Phee eventually finishes her first one and says.

“They’re really good!”