Hey, if void horrors don’t help with the chores then they don’t get to have any dessert. Or something. In any case, Jakob is blissfully unaware of Ain’s disgustingly pure thoughts about him, fortunately, and the thought of jumping to his chores immediately fills him with a newfound sense of purpose.

It’s sort of like he never left.

“In an hour. We haven’t much time, and—” Okay, he guesses that he can’t put the question off any longer—“er, what do you even eat?”