"I think I can live without them. Everything is making me feel sick lately." Hence why he left them exposed. When he was actually hungry, he didn't let Peter around his food at all. God forbid! He'd bloody eat everything if he could. He kept all his chocolate locked away under his bed and charmed to hell.

"I'm all right, didn't sleep much."

He always took a few days to get back into things and it was the new year, that always threw him a little. New pattern and all. Frowning, he looked about. "Where are Pads and Prongs?"