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The sounds of cooking and soft humming greeted Tseng as he made his way to the kitchen.
The light over the stove and the morning glow from the window didn't quite reach into the hall. A darker shadow appearing in the doorway didn't startle Reno.
"Hey, just in time," he said, pointing to a pot on another burner.
"Reno. What...?" Tseng's gaze shifted from the sizzling pan to the cooling pot.
"Rude failed his mission and bought too many. You like hard-boiled, right?"
Tseng held back a sigh. Reno continued scrambling.
"Is he hiding?"
"No..."
"From Elena."
"Oh. Then yes."
