It's an oddly comforting thing that he's just witnessed. Robbie pulling out the secret cereal reminds Terry a bit of hiding junk so his brother wouldn't eat it. Chips and candy had a relative degree of safety since he could keep them in his room, but you wanna keep a 10 year-old from eating that ice cream you're saving for the perfect monster movie night? Put it behind the frozen peas and the gross soups no one except your mother likes.

"I look like shit," Terry helpfully amends - he knows what he looks like in the morning, there's no need for Robbie to dance around it - and leans against one of the counters. The Lucky Charms get a yawn and a thumbs up from Terry, whose response to that involuntary yawn is to basically start chugging his coffee like his life depends on it.

There's probably a reason why it takes so much caffeine to wake him up these days, but for the life of him Terry can't think what that is.