There's a little shift, and maybe it's Credence's imagination, or maybe Bodhi really does sound a little despondent, but Credence feels a surge of something. It's rare, it's strange, and it's similar to whenever Modesty gets scared in big crowds and he holds her hand. A protective sibling feeling, maybe, except Credence is the same age as Bodhi and neither of them are pinnacles of sanity with which the word 'protection' nearly always matches up with.

"From what you say, Bodhi," It's Bodhi, and not Mr. Rook, "the galaxy is an awful big place."

But this isn't a good subject for him. So he leans forward, like he's telling a secret. "I think there might be something sweet in the kitchen. Would you like to help me look?"