With a familiar face stood over the stove making a truly impressive amount of food.

"Tau, why're you in our kitchen."

He wobbles and squints.

"...why're you making eggs."

"Ms Ferrier called me last night saying there was no food in the house and that you guys would need feeding this morning. And that we needed to get the security on this place up to snuff to make sure nobody can breach the perimeter."

"Have I told you I love you lately? Because I totally do."

He drifts closer to the impending breakfast.

"You're sticking with us, huh...?"

"Turns out Ms Ferrier set up my contract so I was directly employed by yourselves. So I don't even have to loophole myself out of anything. I've never had as much fun with any other contract as I've had with you guys."

She hands him a plate of eggs.

"Awww. You really mean it?"

He takes his plate gratefully, grabs a fork and flops on the nearest vaguely ass-level object to start eating.

"You have no idea how fun it is to watch you tase people," Tau says cheerfully, offering Ant a plate.

"I know right?" Ant agrees, taking eir own plate and perching next to Z.

"You have no idea how fun it is to tase people."

"You remember what I do for a living right?" Tau teases.

"Yeah, but do you have as much fun with tasers as me?"

"Some might say I have more. But I'm pretty sure I don't get the kick out of them you do."

"That's a way to say it."

He's doing his best to clear his plate. He's kind of starving after last night.

...wow, he never really processed last night, did he.

Ant nudges their shoulders together, reminding him that ey's right here, and not going anywhere.

He leans against em a little.

"...we don't really know what's happening now, huh."

"-No. I guess we don't."

"Eating breakfast, and then one foot in front of the other."

"Well. I guess we can't fuck up eating eggs."

Eggs on fork. Fork in mouth.

"-If you choke I'm going to say I told you so before performing the Heimlich manoeuvre."

"And that would be totally fair."

"I smell food," Marlene says as she stumbles into the kitchen. "Please tell me I'm not hallucinating."

"Only if I am. So, like, 50/50 chance."

"More like eighty-twenty. Depending one whether or not I'm a hallucination."

Tau sighs. "Nobody here is a hallucination."