"It's. Uh. Well. I can't really say it's okay, but - knowing what I know now, I'd rather have been kidnapped and met you than - not and not. So. Apology accepted."

The kitchen is as sad and lonely as the rest of the house. Dao finds the most uncomplicated breakfast food available, and sits down with it. He is dizzy and tired and hungry but at least one of those things is about to be solved.