[...There it is again: the sensation he's been experiencing on and off again all day today.

Best not to dwell on it, he's got a potential mess to clean. Yes. That's what needs to be tended to right now. He crouches by the bag to survey the damage.]

Looks like I can preserve some of the eggs at least, put them in a bowl maybe. Those heart-shaped cookies they had are broken, though. [He sighs. Messes]