Early in the morning, before the sky had fully brightened, El-Elf suddenly opened his eyes and sat upright on the floor bedding in the bedroom. He glanced at Xiao Ran, who had opened his eyes on the bed before closing them again, then calmly got up, folded his blanket and bedding, set them aside, and left the bedroom.
In the living room, he saw Luo sprawled across the sofa, snoring loudly with one foot hanging off the edge, dead asleep. The coffee table before the sofa was covered with all kinds of tiny probes Luo had spent the entire night preparing. After giving them a glance, El-Elf walked to the long table by the window, switched on the monitors one by one, and put on his headphones.
Through the screen, he could see Chidori still lying in bed, though she was in a different position from when El-Elf had entered during the night. That showed she had transitioned from unconsciousness into normal sleep. Other than Chidori's steady breathing, there was no other sound in the headphones.
After nodding, El-Elf took off the headphones and went into the bathroom. He unhurriedly showered and took care of his personal hygiene, changed into casual clothes, then entered the kitchen. He skillfully took the ingredients for breakfast from the refrigerator and began working away.
As a professional intelligence agent, El-Elf possessed a wide and complicated range of skills. Making breakfast was nothing; even if all three meals a day were left entirely to him, he would be more than capable. The quality of his food was also far more reliable than Xiao Ran's, who had never entered a kitchen since arriving in Prometheus.
He first washed the rice clean and put it into the rice cooker, then rinsed the other ingredients. With every rise