The fruit doesn't even get a second glance, Wyatt giving DG a look and having it returned. She'll sort things out over here, and Wyatt will keep Glitch safe and sound.

He pushes his plate away and gently nudges Glitch to stand up. "Bedtime. I have the perfect shirt for you to sleep in. It's big and soft from years of wear and tear." Step by step, they'll get to the bed one way or the other.