"It's a way to unwind," I reply, shrugging before I collapse, bodily, into the nearest chair, dragging forward one of the containers to see what she's brought today. It all reminds me a bit of something Aunt May used to do, honestly. Checking in on me, bringing food, making sure I'm not running myself too ragged. While a part of me thinks I should feel a bit crowded, it's too appreciated for me to bother with any bogus kind of front.

"Frees up the ol' brain to think about different problems, yanno? I've never been too good at the whole uni-task thing. I'm a multi-guy all the way."