Steve was grinning even at the thought. "I'd love that," he sighed dreamily, thinking of steak and baked potatoes and all the other good food he missed like crazy. Medical did not provide its patients with anything more exciting than the gray slop. "But I'm sure whatever we do will be perfect." As long as Miku was there, how could it go wrong? Doubly so if she was cooking!

"I still can't really believe it's... well, it's not gone. But every week they're gonna give me another dose of that medicine that keeps it weak," he elaborated. "It's... kind of weird after worrying about it for so long."