//Rome, Aspen's suite.
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Judging by Aspen's texts, she might not want to eat anything, but he still got her some strawberries & apple pie pancakes. Just something that smelled nice, a pick me up meal that he hoped would help at least a little bit, along with the fact that Eric brought them himself. She had made it clear that she wasn't doing any of that leaving-my-hotel-room crap, so she'd most likely avoid the hotel staff as well?
"Pancakes and my company, just like you ordered," he said with a faint smile, as Aspen let him inside, easily navigating through the suite and into the small kitchen space to put their dinner on the table. He didn't comment on how miserable she looked or ask what happened, because it had to be something more serious than feeling homesick. This was something she had to know she wanted to share with him, and if Eric's company was enough, without any explanation, he was still glad to help.