Once Geoff woke up better rested, he stepped into his kitchen to, somewhat reluctantly, make breakfast. He had been eating very little lately, which was likely part of why he channeled his spells so poorly during the demon battle. More food than he could think of was available in this complex, but his appetite was almost non-existent while depressed, especially after growing used to his meager diet before settling here. It would be a wonder to many how he was still chubby. It was an ursine secret. Or just his body being weird. Not even he knew.
Either way, he knew it was best to eat, and it would help him feel better. He cooked up an omelette with a lot of veggies and a lot of cheese. Lots of cheese. He liked cheese. It was unlimited, so why not indulge?