Maybe I will, once I'm done with them. Or - shit, he can probably reattach them, maybe sabotage them somehow and plant them for him to find.

[ Thinking about this helps. Makes it easier. It's strategy, and maybe just a little horrible revenge. But there's a sandwich now, or so he's told. So that's a new thing to focus on. He moves his hands across the table until his fingers brush the ridge of the plate, and then along the plate until he finds bread. ]