"Oh sure! I always have something hand-held. You know, write with one hand, eat with the other? The ultimate multitasking. And besides, my mom is an amazing cook. I'd be a fool to come into the lab without something she made.

Careful if you meet her, she'll fuss over you for being too skinny and send you home with more leftovers than you can carry. Hell, she fusses over me for being too skinny. Which is why there are six sandwiches in the fridge right now."

He's rambling, he realizes. Filling the awkward silence with enthusiastic talking. But it is true that his mother would worry over Viktor like crazy. Though something at the back of his neck feels warm at the idea of Viktor meeting his mom.