Gokudera had stepped out of the way as the younger Tenth rushed in. He had expected him to appear, so everything was falling into place just like he'd expected it to. It was actually going far more smoothly than he'd imagined.]

What do you plan to do then? [Twirling his fork around some of the spaghetti, he lifted it up to his mouth. What? He was hungry. It wasn't like things were out of control yet.]

Throw him out of bed, have a little match of "The Carnivore versus The Sack of Potatoes"? [crosses his ankles, chewing on the pasta slowly] But then what? [arches his brow]