He supposes he shouldn't complain too much. So far as canteen food goes, Rory's had worse, and really, he's not sure he's a good enough cook to do much better, as far as eggs go. So maybe he's not being fair to whoever cooked these breakfast options. They probably worked really hard.

The tea though… Rory sits alone at the end of one of the cafeteria tables, staring at a mug ponderously (his eggs eaten and plate pushed aside). What would be better, exactly? If he takes the tea bag out now, it'll just taste like hot water. But if he leaves it in to steep, then it'll taste like awful tea. Can he drown out the taste with milk? But then won't it just be disappointing watery milk? He rests his chin in one hand, clearly deeply absorbed by this entire situation.

The things you wonder at seven in the morning.