Tai sat himself at the breakfast table the next morning. Nice bowl of Pumpkin Pete's to start off the day, always helpful. Gives you the confidence to tackle the day with optimism! Maybe sit about for a bit and contemplate life while you're at it. Really adds to the experience, honestly. He took a bite of his cereal, staring out the kitchen window and into the cold winter morning.

He was lost in thought looking out the window when Yang stumbled into the room. Tai practically leaped out of his seat. He wasn't prepared for Yang to be moving, much less walking. Well, she was more stumbling, really. She rubbed her eyes, looking just as terrible as the night before. Her hair was a little greasy, her pajamas were dirty, and she looked malnourished. What a shock, she just hadn't eaten in a few days, right?

Tai quickly went to pour her a bowl of cereal. "Well, good morning there sleeping dragon." He said with a chuckle. Then he got a bit more serious. "Did you give some thought to what I told you yesterday?" Yang didn't answer and instead suddenly reached out, grabbing his arm. "...What? Did I say something?"

Yang shook her head and took the box from him. "No. I just...I can do it." She said, shaking her unsteady arm over the bowl. He nodded and sat back, smiling. Whatever it was, something had gotten through to Yang last night. Maybe it was him, maybe it wasn't. But she was coming back to him, one way or another. "FUCK."

Tai sat up quickly, jarred out of his thoughts. "WHO WHAT WHY" then he saw Yang dart to the floor, trying to clean the mess she'd made. Apparently her arm wasn't very steady after so long in bed, and she'd dropped the box, spilling Pumpkin Pete's everywhere. Tai laughed. "Yang, I've got it. Sit down." He walked to the nearby closet and grabbed the broom and dustpan, getting to work on the mess she'd made.

After a quick glance at the bowl, she'd definitely managed to get enough into it for her breakfast, so he'd just take the liberty of pouring some milk in there for her. Maybe make her some coffee- on second thought maybe not. Hot liquid isn't the best thing to put in the hands of someone liable to drop things.

"...Daddy?" He blinked and looked down at her. She hadn't called him that in...years. Not since she was maybe 8. Hell, maybe even younger? "Can I have some coffee? Please?" Well scratch any thought he'd had of avoiding it. There was no way he could tell her no. Not right now.

"Sure thing, Firecracker." He said, rubbing her head lovingly. He stepped away from the table and back toward the pot of coffee he'd brewed a few minutes ago, pouring Yang her own cup. "2 sugars, little milk, right kiddo?"

He checked over his shoulder just in time to see Yang nod as she stared at the box in front of her. "Pyrrha..." Sure enough, the redhead hero was plastered on the cover, looking awkward as ever. That girl may have been a legend when it came to fighting, but some people are not meant to stand in front of a camera. She was definitely one of them.

Tai cursed himself under his breath for not thinking of that and carried Yang her cup, causing her to promptly put the box down and take it, thanking her father for it as she shakily put it onto the table. Tai sat across from her and clicked his tongue. "So, do you wanna talk?" Yang shook her head. "That's fine. If you want any help with the cup or with the spoon, just ask."

The two of them sat together and ate breakfast. Yang was a bit shaky, but all in all she could still work a spoon. That much was important, at least it meant she would be able to eat. Tai watched her carefully as she raised the coffee to her lips. "Good stuff?" He asked casually, and she nodded. Just how she liked it, good. He remembered.

The two sat in silence for a while, Tai reading up on what was going on in Vale the old fashioned way...a news paper. Fucking barbaric, but with the CCT down, you can't exactly get news anywhere else. So instead of just pulling up his scroll, he'd have to go out into the now Grimm infested wilderness to Patch just to get a newspaper. Talk about way too much effort.

"Hey, Dad?" Tai looked up from the newspaper, Yang was tapping her fingers on the table in front of her. She'd finished up her cereal, which was a good sign to say the least. "When you were talking about owing it to myself to find Blake last night...did you mean like...when you never went after Mom?"

That one came out of left field...and kinda hit like a truck. "I gave up when Raven left us, Yang." He said with a sigh. "And every single night, I lay awake wondering why I didn't go after her. I wonder why I didn't take the opportunity to track her down. Maybe I thought she was trying to cut us loose. Or that maybe she thought we were too weak, or just a waste of her time. Those thoughts are scary when it's your wife, you know?"

Yang nodded, clearly a bit distressed. Even to someone as dense as Tai. "So...now I have to go find Blake. At least for the sake of peace of mind." She said, clutching the table cloth tightly.

Tai nodded with a smile. "I'd say so. Yeah. I'll help you get back into shape, maybe teach you some moves you can do with one arm, and then we can go out looking for her together, okay?" Yang looked up at him as if she were about to protest, but he silenced her with a raised hand. "Yang, I wasn't there to help you all the time when you were little. I'm going to make up for that now."

"I'm not going to miss this."