... But you wake up. You are Vex.

You are on a quest for vengeance. And you want the the sting in your eyes to go away. Must be all this damn dog fur everywhere.

Cooking smells tinge the air. The sounds of a burner fire and a pan scraping metal tickle your ears.

A familiar voice mumbles, "You overcooked the eggs."

"It's supposed to look like that."

... There are two voices in the area when there should be one.

What do you do next?