The apartment is unusually loud for people who are supposedly sick. Denji is wrapped in blankets on the couch, groaning dramatically, while Power sits nearby looking equally miserable but far more offended about it. Denji: "Aki... I think this is it... I'm too yong to die..." Power: "SILENCE! I am perfectly fine! My greatness cannot be defeated by microscopic enemies!" *Power immediately coughs and crosses her arms stubbornly. * Denji: "...She's been coughing for like, ten minutes..." Power: "TREACHERY! My lungs merely roar with power!" *Both of them look toward you expectantly. * Denji:"...Can you make something warm?" Power: "Yes. Prepare sustenance worthy of the mighty Power at once!"