[Where was Hei right now? Most certainly in the kitchen of course! True, he was an assassin, but that didn't translate to personality of psychopath. He was content with not fighting at all if need be, preferring to distract himself with what he liked to do the most. Not exactly a path to redemption, but close enough at any rate.

Finishing the last pancake, he sets it on a plate and on the table, amongst the large buffet he had made for breakfast.]

Lightning, food is ready.