"Well. I don't know what's 'better' anymore." Steven nudges the menu over closer to Marc. "All I know is that we deserve a break for saving the world. We'll just tell them we're brothers. Nobody has to know." They haven't yet met anyone who recognises them. Steven hasn't at least, and nobody's called him Marc. They can probably get away with it a while longer.

"I'm here for you too." Whatever good he can do. Marc seems to think he's useful for something and anyway, where else is he going to go? He'll probably piss off the Captain before their time is up here, with his kind of luck.

"With any luck you won't get mistaken for me and get punched in the face," Steven remarks with a chuckle.

"Here, take a look at the menu. What'll you have?"