Hajime sat soundly and quietly at the Jabberwock Island Diner, eating some cereal. It was plain, and honestly? He related to the cereal more than he thought.

He sighed, resting his head in his hand, fluffy ears folding downwards and pinning against his head. Hajime probably hadn't slept much, no-one did. Being trapped on a stupid fucking island surrounded by both predators and prey.. he hated it. For now? He just had his bowl of cereal.