Cy eyes the plate with a furrowed brow. His hands went back into his hair and eventually he found his as well. His expression turned to one of disgust as the colour drained from his face as he slowly lowered his now shaking hands. "That's uh..." He trailed off, not sure what to say now.

He slowly shakes his head in responses to the questions. His mind is suddenly trying to come up with a logical explanation for everything but every avenue is coming up with blanks. In the process he realizes there's some things he feels he should know but is some how missing them. How is that possible? How is any of this possible.