Steve didn't look amused, but he was already holding a plate of grilled cheese sandwiches. It was just one of those things; kids were always hungry, and so was he, so why not make food? He lifted a brow and pointed at the couch, where a glass of tea waited on the coffee table.

"Sit. Eat. Then you can tell me all about the evil clown and the nut who thinks explosives are toys. And why you haven't bothered to mention any of it." He peered past Setsuna, the stern expressing slipping a little, "Hey, where's your friend? I thought you were bringing someone?"