"Well, I don't think eight's enough." Joe declared with a huff, making a vigorous point of biting and chewing another mouthful. "(Getting there maybe, but not enough.)"

"I sure hope not." He muttered after a longer moment, shoulders cringing a little with the thought of sitting up watching his friends waste away in the hospital again, or getting phone calls of a frantic Xion while he was running through the rain from the pharmacy. "I'm sick of chicken noodle stars."