"Who even knows in this place?" he asked, not expecting an actual answer. "No babies, no babies-" he muttered, disentangling himself from Sherlock and swaying his way toward the kitchen. "I don't think we have eggs. Where would you get eggs here? Are there chickens? Wait- how do you get chicken? Oh, oh, it's- it's- hmm-" he didn't know what his point was anymore, he was just staring into the cupboard.