There was a fault line in Adric's mind for ridiculous situations, and this was causing that fault line to crack quite severely. Breakfast? Breakfast? Oh, yeah. That sounded just like what he wanted to do, sit down and have a nice little chat over pancakes with a sadistic psychopath.
"Sounds delightful," Adric drawled, wincing at the fingers digging into his shoulder. Didn't seem like running was a viable option right now. Best to just go along with it until he saw an opening.