"I'm gonna fight my way to the kitchen. I think I could eat an entire one of those boar critters that was brought back from the last mission, I swear." Cottonball, who is absolutely limp atop his head, just chitters briefly.

"No, no. Not making you eat that." Xander's used to not sleeping all that much--it was one of the reasons Nita had found him wandering the corridors anyway, but not the only reason. His job had been slightly easier, only because the way his magic works makes it simple to do multiple castings at once when needed...but Xander wanted to make sure everything remotely bedding-like in the cabin was made resistant.

"If I wake up before you guys, I'm crashing your cabins with breakfast foods." Even if Purple isn't supposed to cook this month, he's not sure any of them are going to make it at the normal time.