Cassian POV
The first thing I want is food. I head for the kitchen.
I don’t even look at the refrigerator. If there was anything in there, it would have gone rancid a long time ago, and I really don’t even want to see it. I’m going to pretend that it’s empty. It doesn’t smell bad in here, so whatever’s in there can’t be too horrible.
I go to the cupboards instead.
There are a lot of machines. I might consider taking them apart later to see if I can find anything worth keeping. I don’t know what they are. When it comes to kitchen equipment, I know the basics—forks, spoons, and plates. These fancy pre-Reversal gadgets that people used to have, though—I have no idea what they were used for. How much did these people really have to do to their food to make it edible? You could buy edible
