Alex just stands there, perfectly still, as he takes the knife from her. It's kind of sweet, how careful he's being, but it's also a little annoying.

"I'm not made of glass, you know." It's a simple observation, not meant to be snippy or accusatory. "I promise I won't attack you again." She definitely won't lash out at him over nothing, and she's sure she has enough self-control that, unless he does something stupid like her without warning again, it won't come to blows.

She takes the knife back from him when it's offered, and starts cutting up the squash, half-listening to his instructions. "How do you cook the meat?" That she definitely has to figure out. It'd be great to be able to cook her own meat.