When everyone was seated in the dining room, Dainty's aura went into overdrive, filling the room with a yellow glow. Plates, cutlery, glasses of water, and small saucers, each with two familiar green pills, settled down by every occupied chair. Platters of food already sitting at the centre of the table had their lids removed. Heaping piles of scrambled eggs, toast, hashbrowns, pancakes, and even bacon appeared one by one. The familiar aroma of a hearty campfire breakfast filled the room.