Cassidy had thought to take them all there for the very same reason that seemed to be a bit claustrophobic to the others - they had no personal space, but they had each other. He opened up the door to the patio, letting the screen keep the bugs out, while the open door let the breeze and fresh air in. He cooked - mostly because he could, wanted to, and was fucking starving. He'd stayed out of everyone's hair, and was scared, frankly, to leave his room.
He ate happily, actually making himself two helpings, sharing little nibbles with Henn. He was glad to see all three of them within one glance. It was home to him. Not the apartment. Them.