Sprite, Delilah, and Gerard sat at the dining table with bowls of soup and a plate of bread buns by each bowl.
"This is superb, Gerard!" Delilah said with a mouth full of food.
"Thank you. I'm still learning how to mix the ingredients in this... part of the country."
"You're getting better." Sprite smiled as she blew on her spoon of soup.
Vane crashed onto the table in front of them. The breakfast splattered the table, but Delilah pulled her bowl of soup away before she could lose it. Vane jumped down from the table. The rift above the table disappeared.
"Really got to work on that landing," Vane chuckled as he got to his feet.
"What are you doing in my dining room?" Gerard asked.
"I tried to get to your front door."
"So, you could have ended up in the ground, or a wall?"
"Not really. If the rift ends up in a solid mass, I can't use it."
"That's good to know."
"Well, I'm here to bring you to the tower!"