Henry did as he was asked, though once the sound of the flush reached his ears, he relaxed. He flushed his toilet too, and then he sighed and moved to lean against the bars near Iestyn.
"Seems so," he mumbled. "Kept dreaming all this was a nightmare and we were back home, but no such luck. All I can think about is that granola bar, goddasher. I want to eat it now so much, but then we won't have it any more." He groaned and rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands, as if that would make their situation any more clear.