He took a moment before shifting the weighted blanket off and over the arm of the couch, he'd get it back later, because even if it didn't do much for his mental state, it was still nice, almost the same kind of relief as getting an ace bandage wrap on a strained joint, though he wasn't really sure how to explain that.

"If there's eggs and milk that means there's pancakes." He said as he pushed himself to his feet, pancakes were an any-time food, and pancake mix was a pantry staple, or at least it had been the last time he'd been through, and he doubted that much would have changed, "If there's any kind of fruit to throw on there, fuck it's been a while since I had fresh fruit." One of those things he hadn't really thought of, and wouldn't have thought would be a problem for a dimension populated with dinosaurs, except that it had been because even he herbivores were territorial, and it was apparently difficult to keep them out of orchards.