Billy was so forgetful sometimes. He laughed awkwardly, shaking out the dry items. When he was comfortable, he nuzzled against Ronnae for a moment before awkwardly crouching over the meal.

He doled out bowls and soup, with a nice chunk of toasted bread for each of them. There were sprinkles of salt and cheese if they were wanted, but he lacked any other condiments.

"Sure, you can help with the drinks," he offered to Kaya. "I've set out tea and hot chocolate. I have mine, but what do you all want?"

He hoped they'd be at least somewhat satisfied. If he was lucky, they'd feel good enough to get talking again.