"The very least it can do for us if it expects any work to get done. I'll do the dives and relay info as long as I can."

Right. Kitchen. Food. He had to make it there. He shook his head at himself and entered, taking up a bowl and still looking a little out of it.

But after scooping his fill, he made it back to the nearest table without further incident.

"...thank you," he said softly. "For saving me from another helping of burnt bacon."