Hopping every other step he would have taken with his left leg, Jake managed to follow Willie right down to the kitchen level in one piece. Not bad... not bad at all... Giving a small cough, Jake tugged a little on the tie Willie had wrapped around his neck, so it would cover more of the bruise. Because he couldn't see, Jake had no indication of whether his judgement was right.

"Woooahhh..." Jake gasped as the boy, who apparently ate things other than ears and sugar, pushed him into the room. "This is the... kitchen? He gazed around for a moment. "Hungry?... Erm... I dunno..." Jake never could listen to his body telling him he was hungry, for some odd reason. "I... guess so..."