Hw rummages in the cupboards and the refrigerator, finding part of a loaf of bread, but no hummus. "There's small shop in Willful Machine which deals in tricky to find food items. I can send someone to fetch some."

Cypher at that moment emerges from the back of their Sleeper's collar. "Take it that's me cue?" the Omen asks, before dropping to the floor and bounding away, phasing through a wall.

"Making themself useful. Not that they don't do so usually, but they took it on themself. I wonder how many Sleepers can say their Omens are their better half?" Wesker notes, setting about slicing the bread while waiting for the critter to return.