[The plastic bag on the countertop might answer one of his questions. It's not that he had expected Hizen's kitchen to be depressingly devoid of anything edible but there was always a chance. So, with his heart set on making breakfast, Childe had stopped by the nearest grocery store before breaking into letting himself in.]

You should really talk to the superintendent about changing your lock. You- [He pauses to flip the pancake he's currently working on, giving a victorious little hum when it lands perfectly.] - might as well not even have one with that old thing.

[And then, finally, he addresses the elephant in the room. The extremely sharp, extremely deadly, sword-shaped elephant. Smiling, he uses the spatula to lower the tip.]

Tea or coffee? We can talk about our assignment while we eat.