He distinctly remembers something similar happening with some shrimp the first time they had a meal together. As well as a number of times with various kinds of food since then. Clearly they have a problem when it comes to cooking while being anywhere near each other.

Splitting the eggs more or less in half, he serves them onto the plates, setting the pan down on the sink once he's done.

"These have to be the driest eggs you've ever eaten."

But hey, at least he didn't burn them.

"I only have water to drink, though. Sorry."