Rubbing his hands through the pile he can’t seem to find anything else but sweet & sour chicken. He knew for a fact he had Bacon & Beans around here somewhere. But did it matter? After a while they all taste the same anyway.
Maybe I’ll prepare something a bit more appetising to eat later. A nice beef stew!
His stomach grumbles again as he walks towards the workbench with today’s vacuum sealed breakfast. The idea of a hot home cooked meal made him want to get his work done quicker but also set an alarm ringing in his head. Did this mean he was getting soft? Was he losing his edge?
He flips the switch on a kettle to boil some water and looks at a sword hanging on the wall. The blade sits alongside