Slowly, but surely, the dream stabilized. Each passing second felt more real than the last. And, of course, one bite at a time, toast was consumed. There was a twinge of guilt, there, as they digested some of the things they'd seen. They'd been... happily together with Cal. They'd had kids, one named Tammy, and the knowledge of what that meant was like ice in their gut. Worse still...

No. Couldn't get bogged down in the details like that. Focus on what's in front of you. Inhale. Exhale. "This is... really good. Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy, it's... really nice." They smiled softly, took the last bite. Like hugs on a warm sunny day. Speaking of which, they did promise.

They turned- and pulled Denji into a hug. "Thanks, Chainsaw Man. Coolest superhero I've ever met."