[Thin fingers release their pathetic grip on Zack's arm. It's not like he could have stopped Zack continuing to dress him, it would have been like a kitten fighting a mastiff, but he doesn't even try to resist. He wants to be dressed and feel the warmth of this fluffy dressing gown.]

I'm not sure I could eat a million meals all at once, but...

[Red stains his cheeks a little.]

...I have got a list of all the things I wanted to eat when I got my body back. I bet there's at least a couple of hundred things on there by now, maybe I could start with those?

[Except... he knows as well as Zack that there's not a lot of food here at all, let alone variety. So he shrugs and smiles before continuing.]

I guess it's lucky that my number one food item was a can of processed vegetables, huh?