Dinah squinted at that, then shrugged. "If it's not making you radioactive or blowing up, it's good." Maybe frozen dinners? Turtle would know how to do this.

And no, it wasn't guilt doing this; that would be her compulsive checking on Zack for the next few weeks, that he didn't disappear or change his mind about going home or anything. This, this was what you just did for a friend who was stationed somewhere kinda boring and with limited food, who was doing his job, and who could leave but never would.

"I'm so getting you a food care package. Just for some variety. If I can't spice up your work day, at least your meals can be more fun."