[Getting food is a little slower now that there's all of them here on the station, but before long Claire returns with a cup of tea and some sort of frosted baked good on a plate. The red on the edges might hint at a strawberry filling--she just grabbed whatever looked most like it might induce diabetes. She sets them down before him and plops down in a chair.]
There. If your teeth don't hurt after eating that, then I've let you down.
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There. If your teeth don't hurt after eating that, then I've let you down.