Haizea continues to make a face at Garrot and Gyre, but especially at Garrot because she can just feel how performative his whole egg eating is. Gyre at least didn’t make a big deal about it! She shoots a conspiratory glance towards Matilda and shrugs with a sigh. At least the two of them aren’t comitting food crimes!

“I wonder if I could make the rain stop?” she muses, but doesn’t actually try. It’s kind of nice to hear the rain outside and she’s still got bacon to eat. She’s unsure how much headway she’ll make on the eggs for a while.

She perks up a bit when the Wizard says they’ll be outside tomorrow, she’s lowkey been thinking about the lake Gyre took a dip in last time. The desire to swim in it is STRONG.